An “Oh Crap” Moment and Panic Mode

 

We’ve been breaking records lately, and not the good ones!

On Monday, the temperature got up to 96 degrees in Tampa, breaking a record set back in 1959.   A few days ago Fort Myers broke their record at97 degrees. When you go outside, it feels like you have stuck your head in an oven, but with humidity. 

We’re getting more and more anxious to head back to north Georgia for some some cooler weather.   Soon, we hope.

We’ve been watching the first  hurricane of the season.  It had been sitting still over some very warm waters right near the east coast of Florida.  Warm water is conducive to strengthening and normally this would cause me some concern, however, the weather computers all predicted it to eventually turn north and go up the east coast of the United States.  They are generally pretty accurate on the general direction a storm will go, so we’re not expecting it to hit Florida.  

 

Our “oh crap” moment happened yesterday.  We have been having some trouble with our front (only) door.  Frequently, we have a little trouble getting it to open from the outside. We have to push on it, and give it a few tries before it opens.   Al adjusted and lubricated it, but yesterday he tried something different.

He was outside working on it, and I was inside.  He knocked on the window and told me he couldn’t get the door open.  I went over to the door to see if I could get it open from the inside, but it was jammed shut with a big gap at the bottom of the door.  It was shut solid tight at the top and the lock wouldn’t turn. 

Immediately, after I realized I was locked in, I started to panic.   I never thought myself to be claustrophobic, but as soon as I realized I was locked in, I wanted out and I felt a definite sense of panic.  I knew I could crawl out the window, and Al was there to bring a ladder, so I wasn’t really trapped, but the feeling of panic was still there. 

Al decided he needed to look at the door from the inside, so he gracefully??? crawled in through the window.  That was quite a sight as he was stuck on the windowsill about halfway in.  I had to grab him by the pants and help him in.

Once he regained his dignity, he took off the top lock, fiddled with a few things and ended up getting the door to open.  Thank goodness!  I sure breathed a sigh of relief.  Unfortunately a piece of the lock fell down into the door frame, but he thinks he can get it and replace the lock.  For now, the lock is not screwed into the door so it’s not working.  Fortunately, we have another deadbolt lock, so we’re safe.

Yesterday was another doctor appointment for Mom.  She has another one on Monday and then I think I’m turning the rest of them over to my brother.

Every time we take her to a doctor, they schedule her for follow up visit or a visit to another doctor.  It’s a never ending cycle.

Right now, I think she’s doing as well as can be expected for someone her age.  If I can just keep her from falling again. 

I hope everyone has a nice Independence Day.   We’re staying close to home.  It’s too hot to do much else.

Dreaming of the mountains.