We had a spectacular light show the other night. I woke to what I thought was our roof sliding off - no kidding - the rumble was so loud I felt it vibrate through the entire house. It took lightening to strobe the room, for me to grasp what was happening. It even jolted hubby awake, and he sleeps with ear-plugs!
Before I had the chance to check on Sweet Sam, he came barrelling into our room, screaming blue bloody murder. Good job we have a big bed, eh? (Smile).
The storm was pretty relentless, squalls of wind and rain battered the windows, as flashes and crashes of thunder and lightning hammered directly overhead. The house two doors up had a bolt of lightening punch a great hole through their roof (miraculously, no-one was injured). I have yet to check out the damage to the glen, but thankfully, at least we didn't take any direct hit to our property.
In my lifetime, I've weathered a fair sample of what the elements can can throw out, but I have never experienced anything quite like this one before. My, but it was wild!
Little Jess, our cat, sleeps in her basket in our garage at night, and Jake, our Golden Retriever, settles down into his, in the kitchen 'til the morn. When I went down to check on them, Abby had already taken Jess, who was shaking like a leaf, into her bed, and Matt had taken a very puzzled and sleepy Jake through in to his room. Nothing seems to faze that hound, guess being raised on the course of a Super bike race track, he's developed nerves of steel!
It's still all wild and windy out today, but it didn't prevent hubby from catching his flight off the island this morning. Poor lad doesn't fly too well at the best of times, it must have been quite a white knuckle ride for him in the small hundred-seater plane he has to fly out in.
Still, one good thing came out of the storms, it's given me a great idea for an opening to a new story, sparks have been flying from my keyboard!
Actually, I've had quite a week of being indoors, I was virtually bedridden for a couple of days when my back and side muscles went into spasm, I just woke up one morning and could hardly move - well, not without receiving what felt like a thousand volt cattle prod jolting me in the kidneys if I did. Scared the bejesus out of me! Convinced I was dying, I had visions of being under the knife within the hour.
With hubby being off the island, I had my eldest see the others off to school, and called a cab to the Accident and Emergency dept. By the time we arrived, I needed help just getting out of the car.
The doc gave me a muscle relaxant, which was also a sedative, some anti-inflammatories and some strong painkillers. I was mortified. How could it only be a muscle spasm? I expected to receive a cat scan at the very least.
"How do you know I'm not internally bleeding?"
"Because you told us you've not received any injury."
"You sure it's not a collapsed lung?"
"I've sounded your chest and you yourself said your breathing is fine."
"Yeah, but I could be wrong.."
They kept me in for a few more hours until the tablets kicked in, and told me just to relax and rest up until it passed. They did offer to keep me in overnight, but I felt it was more out of pity than concern, they obviously thought I have a streak of Munchhausen's running through me, and being as it was a quiet day for them, they probably thought I'd appreciate the attention. My pride demanded I catch a cab back home again, and the cab driver and my son obligingly helped to half carry me indoors. Bless my boy, he took things over for me until his dad arrived back.
It didn't help that I kept throwing up all the time. Took me ages to work out it was the painkillers, not an over-looked fatal malady, causing it. I was fine once I swapped them over to Nurafen, and they worked themselves through my system.
Yup, I am a complete wimp. Never, ever, ever ill, I didn't know how to handle it. Lord help me if I every really do fall sick, eh?
Although I have to admit I thoroughly enjoyed milking it to the hilt for a couple of days - oh, isn't the mobile phone a wonderful invention? (Evil grin.) I had hubby keep his switched on 24/7, so I could reach him on demand. I had him fetch and carry me everything, topping up my hot water bottles, bringing cups of tea, fluffing up my pillows - eeeh, it was proper wonderful, tee-hee!
I'm back to fit as a flea again now, the rest has done me a power of good.. it's amazing what a little pampering can do!