it was ten years ago last week that i transitioned off effexor and onto cymbalta. not gonna mourn the years, i still had good times, did good things and laughed and loved with those close and dear to me. however, its amazing how time flies.
it was ten years ago today (about a week after getting onto the C) that i woke up to the aftermath of hurricane charley that smacked into my central florida town with 100+ mph winds ripping limbs from the trees and trees from their roots. i spent the night under my dining room table listening to tree branches tear from their trunks and slam into the house - again and again. i awoke the next morning, i jumped up looked out the window and all i saw were the crowns of grand old oaks - once in the sky now on the ground. i could barely step off the porch. there was nothing but tangles of branches everywhere. there was no yard anymore! we live on acres of jungle... 100's of trees were down. we couldn't get off the property for three days. our 550 foot driveway was impassable by car - we had to climb over and under not only the trunks of trees - but through their branches that stretched across rather than up. it was so overwhelming. i couldn't fathom how we could begin to clean up this mess. a helicopter circled overhead waiting for a thumbs up from us to give them the all clear that we were okay. that's when it hit me. some people may not be okay. they were worried about us being okay. was it really that bad?
trees everywhere but none hit the house! t.we lost power for 3 weeks. we got it back just in time for hurricane frances to come around. she took out more trees but it was the 20 inches of rain that cut us off again the water rose until our house was surrounded. power was only out for 2 weeks that time. three more weeks and hurricane jeanne came knocking, but we were spared - just some wind and rain. we lost power for only ten minutes! yay!
at that point in time the effexor pooped out and that's why the p-doc put me on the "C". i have to admit, in the short term that was probably what helped me get through it all. everything was put into perspective for me by the following august when katrina passed through new orleans and the mississippi gulf coast. my heart hurt. what i went through was nothing.
i know where trying in florida lives was also in the path of charley and francis - hey TFL, were you living there then?