“Stormy,” by draganea and ljilja.
Rough weather here in the Pacific Northwest, although you would think (from that Reuters article, for example) the storms stop magically at the Oregon border. Sorry, no. Our house is getting blown to hell and back. At least we haven’t lost power . . . yet.
Power was out in Crescent City from about 2 AM to noon. That’s where I work, on the California side of the border. You wouldn’t think an ENT could do much without power, but you’d be wrong. I can’t clean ear wax and I can’t use my fiberoptic scope, but I can do just about everything else. I was able to see a few patients before the shit hit the fan this morning.
I can’t reveal details, of course, but this particular medical crisis required my staff and me to go to a patient’s home (the phones were down), go to another doctor’s office so that I could use my fiberoptic scope (the other doc has a generator, I don’t), then to the ER so that I could arrange for my patient to be flown to Portland. We got very, very lucky — hit a clear window amidst all the bad weather. My patient arrived safely in Portland after a remarkably smooth flight.
What a week.
D.
That is a very cool picture. Makes me wish I had long hair and a frothy white dress so I could do justice to the winds swirling around the house right now.
Love the picture, and I’m glad your patient arrived safely.
I love that picture, too.
Makes me really miss my hair. *sigh*