Places

After the first day of failed induction when I was still pregnant (birth story to come, I promise), I was given about four hours off the monitors and fluids; ah freedom. The Husband and I walked around the hospital since there was no where else that I was allowed to go. I was disappointed, confused, angry and upset. We spent some time on a balcony and in the gift shop. We popped into the hospital chapel for a moment to check it out but I didn't feel much like being there of all places so we continued our tour.

I saw that same chapel on CNN last night. There were at least four bodies in it as it served as a makeshift morgue.

I keep seeing images of our city that I recognize and although I understand the amount of destruction, I still have no idea what to expect upon our return. Sometimes I feel like I am in denial about the whole thing but I also understand that I am too busy trying to figure out what our short term plans are to even contemplate where we will be a year from now and how I will get a contractor to fix any roof damage.

All in all, we're in great shape. We're incredibly fortunate. I am pretty sure that we were saved from any flooding and I also hope that we were spared from leaks and mold growth. In the meantime we're just hanging out.