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Disaster Preparation

I have a weird fascination with disaster preparation.

There's nothing better than poring over a Red Cross list of emergency supplies ... dreaming of owning that battery-powered radio/lantern/

The freeze-dried food! The portable toilet! The gallon of water per day per person/dog! The emergency communication plan (in which you agree where you will meet family members should the cell network AND landlines go down)! The Costco-sized supply of toilet paper! The extra pairs of sturdy shoes for walking around your earthquake-devastated neighborhood!

The First Aid kit (good thing I've learned how to give injections. Now if only I could score a supply of morphine. Some sort of opiate would come in really handy)!

But, because I am such an incredibly fortunate person, the only thing I've had to prepare for lately is Jim's tooth extraction. We found out Friday that the dull ache was going to result in loss of a superfluous back molar and I flew into action.

Have to admit, he was nonplussed -- no, let's call it "a bit upset" -- about the glee with which I approached his upcoming dental episode.

The escorting home of my chipmunk-cheeked patient! The chicken soup! The monitoring of his medication! The hot tea! The observation of the excision repacking! The keeping him away from the computer lest his Vicodin-riddled brain result in business problems! The fresh sheets on the bed, ready for his return!

Oh, man. This is great. Just ask Jim!


Blogger Kyahgirl said...

ROTFL! Jim is a lucky man. How about Bucky? Does he have a safety canister to tie around his neck?

12:58 PM

Blogger NowSmellThis said...

We are opposites...when I used to live in San Diego, I would avoid at all costs reading lists of what you ought to have in case of earthquake, since I knew I would never bother to assemble even the basic necessities. I would have had to survive the big one, I'm afraid, on Diet Coke since its the only thing I *always* have on hand.

1:15 PM

Blogger Lulu said...

Oooh! Sadist! And masochist!

3:05 PM

Blogger Logophile said...

this has me snickering, you are too funny.
I have only about 1/3 of the things you are suppose to keep on hand for a disaster, because we tend to buy it once a year and then when we run low on TP we dip into it. Besides, you have to rotate the stock right?
Our biggest disaster experiences have been the loss of power so we tend to lay up our supplies in the fall, like chimpmunks.
I am not sure why the chubby cheeks haven't receded yet.

10:21 PM

Blogger Jemima said...

I hear you, Mireille. The not-lazy, and rather small, part of me yearns to grow my own vegetables and bake my own bread because the supermarkets have exploded. (preferably with no one I respect in them at the time!)

I think shopping for the armageddon could be fun. Anyone know how long armageddon lasts? How many limes do I need?

11:31 AM

Blogger actonbell said...

haha, this is good, Mireille!
There will be lots and lots of time to read if we can't go to work--ooo, this could be exciting!

5:59 PM

Blogger Tan Lucy Pez said...

You had me laughing for sure! So how is old chipmonk-cheeks anyhow?

6:17 PM

Blogger Fred said...

Move to Florida, and all those Red Cross items can be yours when you prepare for the hurricane season.

10:27 AM

Blogger Doug said...

Now I see you've been deleting my comments.

2:12 PM


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