Stories

The Fog

I had some work to do today really late. As I left one client (after dark) and headed towards another the fog had begun rolling in.

About a mile from the clients house I had to slow to about 20 mph. The fog was so bad it was like there was a 40 ft shield around the car and I couldn’t see out of it.
Even house and street lights were only visible at about a few hundred feet. I made it to the clients house and worked for a couple hours.

When I left there I had an hour long drive home. I thought it would make sense to get to the highway first even thought it lengthened my trip.

Before making it to the highway a couple times I came to a complete stop on the road. When the lines of paint ended at an intersection it was impossible to see anything.
I didn’t know if the road curved at the intersection or what and I couldn’t see the road just the paint.

I made it to the highway and it wasn’t any better. I drove at a maximum 40 mph until I found a Semi that was bright enough to follow.
Even after driving all the way home I couldn’t see the Taco Bell sign until I was 300 ft from it.

It was the worst fog that I had ever experienced. I hear some schools even had a delay the next morning because of it.

Our first flooded basement

About 5 a.m. this morning we lost electricity during a storm. In the midst of all the rain, our sump pump well continued to rise.

At 5:45 a.m. I went down and looked at the height of the water in the well. It was about 6 inches from the top. I attempted to go back to sleep thinking that the electricity would come back on soon. After lying there for nearly 10 minutes, I went back down to have a look and the water was all the way to the top, only a half inch away from pouring over onto the floor. Our basement is still used like a basement, concrete walls, carpet remnants but not carpeted, some exercise equipment and a lot of plastic and cardboard boxes.

The mood of this entire event was casual, as if it’s happening and I’m just dealing with it calmly, no panic whatsoever.

I decided that if I didn’t do something now everything on the basement floor would get ruined so I grabbed a plastic trash can and began filling it up half way, carrying it upstairs, pouring it down the toilet and repeating. I probably did that about a dozen times before the noise I was making woke my wife and she asked how she could help. At first I had her filling the other trash cans and I would run them to the toilet. After about a dozen of those I realized we couldn’t keep up. I told her to get anything off of the floor that she didn’t want ruined.

You must realize that throughout this entire event we were both having to carry a flashlight because it was early in the morning and pitch black in the basement.

While she’s moving stuff up off the floor, I’m still carrying water upstairs. The well finally poured over and we focused on getting everything moved to higher ground. Fortunately I got some cubicles from an old office. I now have (14) 4′ x 3′ desk areas about 3′ off the floor that I didn’t have two months ago. This kept us from having to carry everything upstairs because before I setup the cubicles we only had one 4′ x 8′ table in the basement. Everything else was on the floor.

Just before getting some of the last pieces moved higher, the water was as deep as 2″ in some areas of the basement and completely dry in others. This showed me just how uneven the basement floor is. We were both barefoot and the water was cold.

We finished at about 7:15 and went to the living room to relax. I went back down about 30 minutes later to see if it had gotten any worse. There weren’t any dry areas on the basement floor anymore. The water appeared to have stopped rising. Once the water on the basement floor creates a pressure equal to that on the outside it stops rising. And that turned out to be about 3″. Not 3″ everywhere. Just in the deepest areas.

The electricity came back on at 9:11 a.m. and the sump pump has since removed the flooding, although the floor is still wet.

In the end what have we lost? Empty boxes and carpet remnants, that’s it. We’ve lived here 2.5 years now and this is the first time we’ve had to experience this. It won’t happen again because I will be having a water pressure based backup sump pump installed.

I’m on my way now to Meijer to purchase a mop and some bleach to clean the basement floor.

OUCH

I’ve fallen, and I can’t get up.

I decided last night that I was going to take the day off from work because I wasn’t feeling well.

This morning I received a call on my mobile phone at 10:30 a.m., it woke me and I let it go into voicemail.

I decided to go ahead and get up, my back was aching, probably from over sleeping but I was feeling a little better than the night before.

On the table next to me I grabbed a glass, paring knife and apple core to take downstairs and get me some coffee.

I was about 6 steps from the landing when my left foot slipped forward, my right foot planted firmly had no intention of moving. So I slid with a glass in one hand and a knife and apple core in the other all the way to the bottom until my butt hit the landing.

My right foot and leg were bent so far back that I thought they might actually break. I lay the glass, apple core and knife down on the last step and then proceed to pull my leg (with my hands because it wouldn’t move) from behind me and lay it out flat so I could lay on my back and try and catch my breathe. The pain was excruciating as I lie there for the next 5 or more minutes.

My wife and daughter who were still home came to check on me from the noise of the fall. I got up and limped my way to the kitchen for some drugs.

After some aspirin and a hot bath my leg feels better but I can feel my heartbeat in my foot and it still hurts, hopefully if I do nothing today to aggravate it, it will go back to normal.

Since I’m now stuck on the couch I thought it would be a good time to post a new daily.

OUCH, it still hurts.

UPDATE 08/21/2004 02:27 PM

The next morning.

This morning my foot is largely swollen on top and around my ankle, and yes it hurts.

I can walk (limp) if I only put pressure on the outside edge of my foot.

I was telling my wife that I can’t remember the last time I did something that hurt as bad as that did yesterday. And the majority of the pain was gone within 5 minutes.

Now it’s just a dull ache from the swelling and pressure. I’m taking Motrin to keep the swelling down and last night I slept with my foot elevated, I don’t know why but for some reason it seemed like a good idea.

Hopefully I will be able to put a shoe on in a couple of days.

UPDATE 08/22/2004 08:29 PM

I’ve fallen, I’ve gotten up and it’s getting better.

Today was a good sign that it won’t last long. I slept with my foot elevated all night long and when I woke up the swelling was down enough that the skin was not so tight.

After a few hours it began to tighten up again so I decided to stop moving around and to just prop it up for a while. That seems to be helping.

I’m taking anti-inflammatory drugs to keep the swelling down and hope to be back to normal soon.

UPDATE 09/15/2004 10:12 PM

I went to my doctor to have him look at my foot for the first time since my fall.

After he examined my foot and XRAY’s he told me that I had pulled ligaments and a fracture near my ankle. This would explain why I only have swelling left around my ankle.

Other than taking anti-inflammatory medicine and not putting excessive pressure on it I’ve done everything right, I guess it will takes several months to fully heal.

UPDATE 01/17/2006 01:18 AM

Almost a year and a half since this happened and I made a full recovery. The only thing that is different is that I’ve lost about 5% of it’s flexibility. Most of the time it’s not noticeable but occasionally I can tell. There is also the occasional popping but I’m quite satisfied with the recovery.

UPDATE 07/30/2008 10:57 PM

Four years later and my right foot is starting to hurt and pop more than normal. Recently I’ve noticed the skin on my right foot being a little tighter (shiny) than my left. Occasionally it hurts like it’s swollen.