We live in Baton Rouge, which has seen its share of tragedies this summer. The latest is a flood of epic proportions.
All around us there is devastation.
Our home is fine. We are fine. We have power, Internet and plenty of food and water.
There's no threat to our home now. We're in a high spot and away from where the biggest rains fell. We are also far enough away from bodies of water that we shouldn't suffer flooding from the backflow (which I still don't understand).
But I'm still unsettled, anxious and often find myself on the brink of tears.
We are so lucky. But what are we to do?
Our church is a short-term shelter for now, and I've been helping out with the communications/social media aspect of that as I can. I haven't brought myself to go to church and volunteer directly (although the way is clear and we went for worship on Sunday). Having the girls and being a nursing mom makes that much harder, and I can't tell if they're overwhelmed with volunteers already and an extra three people (since that's what I really am) would be more in the way than helpful. But that adds a level of guilt. I should be giving up some of my things and more of my time in constructive ways more than anxiety stressing.
We haven't been out of the house since Sunday. The roads around us are clear, but where is there to go? I got groceries on Sunday afternoon, and it was a madhouse and scary with a half-flooded parking lot that I later heard had an alligator in it (hopefully a false rumor, but certainly not unbelievable). We're a little stir crazy too. TBD on when Jane's school will actually start.
On Facebook I've seen a lot of complaints about how the flood isn't receiving national news coverage. I guess the cable news networks aren't covering it too much. I've read a few stories about "disaster porn" and maybe we're not important since it's an unknown city and Louisiana floods all the time so we should be ready for it. I don't know what national coverage would do to help things. Would people donate more? I don't know. But the disaster is staggering.
Oh, and my breast infection is definitely yeast and hasn't
fully healed yet. I have been taking medication for several weeks that
helps but hasn't been able to completely eliminate it. I am due for a
refill tomorrow, but I don't know if I can reach my doctor OR if she'll
agree to give me more (it's not a narcotic, but it is expensive and not
usually used for so long). I was off it for two days last week and the
pains came roaring back so she gave me another week. That's a personal anxiety but it hums in the
background, increasing my general unease, malaise and ennui...