The hospital air conditioner units were ripped from their tethers and propelled against the window of Mother’s room, shattering the double pane window and littering me with shards of glass. Had it not been for the reinforced glass and blinds enclosed within the windows, the A/C units themselves would have rocketed onto the couch where I lay listening to gale-force wind, not realizing what was actually happening beyond the hospital fortress.
The generator for the hospital powered up and all patients were wheeled into the hallways. Mother was moved to a different room, for hers was littered with glass fragments. We had no clue as to the extent of the damage outside Baptist Hospital. When I left to get some things for Mother and to check on Richard who was staying with neighbors, I saw a snippet of the unbelievable damage produced by these straight line hurricane-force winds, later nicknamed Hurricane Elvis.
What’s life like 10 years after Hurricane Elvis?
#1 – Elvis is
still “young” and will never really “leave the building.”#2 - Mother died in 2005.
#3 – I remarried in 2006.
#4 – Retirement for Marvin and me came in 2012.
#5 - My children grew up. Richard is in Charleston, SC, working as an urban arborist with Bartlett (!) Tree Service after 3 years at UTC. David is moving to Delta State University as an assistant soccer coach, completing a master’s degree in Sports Management/Marketing.
#6 – July 22,
2013 –in April, my personal Hurricane Elvis powered into our
life. Blowing in unexpectedly, a myxoma was discovered and I underwent heart
surgery to remove it. Undetected, it had grown to the size of a golf ball and
had caused me to experience heart failure. This surgery was performed by Dr. Ed
Garrett at Baptist Hospital in Memphis, on April 26,
2013. I did not recognize the Hurricane
Warnings that had been issued by my body. We relied totally on God’s
hand to navigate us through the whitecaps to safe harbor.
Wow! What a good writer you are. As well as a resilient woman, mother, wife, neighbor, friend,and child of God, just to name a few. Thank goodness for the possibilities of good second marriages. Mine, however, was not a good one, but blessings ensued nonetheless. xoxo
ReplyDeleteJane, so glad you invited me to your blog site. Love your quick wit and clever posts. Happy to know you've recovered from your surgery. Sharon
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