I've been inundated with more drama. I could reallllllly go for a solid week of sheer boredom!
Woke up yesterday and the water wasn't working. Luckily, we keep about 20 gallons of water stashed in the basement. It's rather tough to remember to NOT flush the toilet. I checked the circuit breaker and it was on. Dave checked the wiring in the well and it seemed to be alive and well. So, I told my BF about it when he called. He remembered that we'd tried to disconnect the garden hose this past fall, but it had a steady leak, so we hooked it back up again. Dave went out to check out the hose. The water within the hose had frozen up and popped the nozzle off of the end. Then the thaw came. The water in the hose melted, ran out and emptied the well. My BF talked Dave
through a temporary fix until he can fix it permanently this weekend. Crisis averted. It could have burned up the well pump. So now I have water again, and can flush.
Had my neurologist appointment yesterday and managed to get temporarily lost in fog so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. I was late for my appointment. Doc tested the strength in my legs and wasn't happy. There was no response when he hit my right knee with the little rubber hammer either. He started to test my arms and then stopped as soon as he saw my smashed finger. That had happened when a big log fell down onto my hand collecting firewood. There were expletives involved.
I told Doc that my wrist has been bugging me since 2009, but is getting steadily worse. He asked me specifically where it is hurting. I showed him two spots. He pushed in hard on both of them and I gasped in pain. He said that they are tendon bunches and is referring me to a surgeon of some sort. Can't remember what type. CRS! They'll call me to set up a consult. Now my wrist is absolutely screaming and in the brace again.
Watched the flooded creek for awhile after I got home. Ice bergs were floating by. Then the wind picked up dramatically and the NOAA radio started yelling. Eventually it had us under a Tornado Warning and we all went down to my studio. While we were down there, the Sheriff called to warn about a tornado in our area. We heard the unmistakable
throbbing of a tornado.
The tornados out here in the sticks are almost never confirmed because they need to be verified visually by certified spotters or law enforcement of some sort. My daughter and her hubby are both certified, but there's no seeing such a thing in the woods at night. We could see the hook echo and rotation on Doppler, but it will never be a confirmed tornado. Awhile back, we had one plow through my woodcutter's corn field and both he and his cousin and a neighbor saw it move through (heading to my place!). It was never confirmed.
Enough drama already!! I'm ready for some peace and quiet. Calgon take me away!