September 2005 Exodus

I was one of millions stuck on the road during the mass exodus of southeast Texas. It was a learning experience. I learned how dependent we are on each other for food, water, gas, bathroom facilites, and healthcare. More than 30 people from Galveston County died while sitting in traffic. I came close to being one of the casualties. After walking the dogs in the 100 degree heat, I overheated. My head pounded with every heart beat and my stomach was nauseated. I used mind control to prevent myself from throwing up and having diarirra, cha cha cha. I studied the bushes next to us to see if I could sufficently hide behind them if need be.

We did not plan for a 20 hour trip, so all we had to eat was a bag of cookies, four bananas and water to drink. We had beer but I knew better than to drink it because I'd have to pee more than usual.

Sammy, the pug dog, almost died of heat exhaustion. He was panting excessively and began to choke. We put a 2 liter frozen bottle of water under his belly and turned on the a/c. He fell asleep soon and slept for a long time. He did not respond to touch and we were afraid he might have died, but he was just exhausted and recovering. The other dog, Rue, rode in the back of the truck. We walked her every three hours and gave her water. She did o.k., but she was in a panic at one point, jumping on me and licking my legs. It was sad.

Barry was rubbing his chest and making a painful face. I thought to myself, "please don't have a heart attack NOW!"

More later....