Sorry for my absence. We ended up having to evacuate our home in South Florida due to Hurricane Irma. The first day we drove to Valdosta, Georgia. What should have been a 5.5-hour journey turned into a 12-hour drive fest on back roads to avoid the “real” jams on the Turnpike or 95. From there the plan was to go to Birmingham, Alabama but Irma changed her course and wanted to follow us. So, last-minute we decided to trek to Richmond, Virginia to visit family. We spent another day in the car – this time 15 hours. In the wee hours of the morning, we would see cars piled into rest areas – I assumed the occupants were sleeping. We continued past and didn’t arrive at our destination in Virginia until 3 am.
My beautiful autistic son with Type 1 diabetes, epilepsy, and mental health diagnoses was given an emergency prescription of Geodon to get us there safely. We only had one major behavior “hiccup.” (We also had a car accident, but that’s a different story.)
My son, stressed because we had to leave our house and stuck in the car, decided to whip my head back a few times by grabbing my hair. I’m driving, of course, and my daughter, trying to shield my head, almost had her arm broke trying to protect me. We were, thankfully, going through a city, and I was able to pull over for safety.
Long story short and I’ll spare you the miserable details, or I’ll write a pretty poem about them later, we are finally back home.
Debris to clean up, hurricane shutters to take down and food to buy is what the next few days hold.
Our coast was spared this time, praise God!