Friday, November 3, day 42
We took Amber to the vet today. the arthritis in his back and hips is getting worse. He's in a lot of pain and is having trouble walking. It's difficult for him to go down stairs and even harder to go up. The vet gave him a shot of pain killer and an anti-inflammatory. We'll see if that helps.
The strain of five weeks without electricity, weeks without water, and all the other post-hurricane stressors is beginning to show. Things are beginning to fray around the edges. The "we're all in this together" camaraderie is morphing into "me myself and I."
Post-disaster behavior would make an interesting study, both in psychology and sociology.
The strain is most visible at traffic intersections where there used to be lights. At first, even without lights, people were respectful, accommodating, courteous. As gas became more available and people were able to return to work, there were more cars back on the road. Police began directing traffic at major intersections. That kept things calm and moving.
In recent days even the police have abandoned some intersections because some drivers ignore them and zoom right through.
Hope we get traffic light soon.
I shave off my "hurricane beard" (and hair) today. I'm not sure why. It's only partially because we have consistent tap water. I still use captured rain water to shave with.
Capturing rainwater has become an obsession. I still do it every time it rains. We're using rain water to clean with rather than using tap water.