Well, I decided to post this here, since I don't think it really qualifies as a "success story"; still, I think it's a little progress for me. Since moving from a big city out here to the Plains, I've learned the hard way that one needs to take tornado warnings seriously.
A few years ago, the siren went off in our little town at around 12:30 a.m. I knew there was potentially bad weather coming that night, so I never really did get to sleep. Then the siren went off. We got our pets and ourselves down into our yucky, yucky basement. We waited down there for a good two hours or so until the danger passed. I was literally shaking most of the time, I was so scared. In hindsight, maybe I had such a terrified reaction because it brought back other times in my life when I felt terrified. I don't know.
Anyway, since then, every spring, I get our cooler ready, with water, pop, ice in the freezer, etc., and post it by the basement door, so I can fill it with other food and the ice pronto, in case we have to go down there. Maybe it's over-preparation, but it helps me feel more in control.
I monitor the weather pretty closely, especially this time of year. But today, I went a step further toward trying to beef up my sense of security. We went out and got a weather radio--the kind that automatically tunes into to the local National Weather Service office. You set it up, and if there's a severe weather warning in the middle of the night, it'll go off and, hopefully, wake you up, so you can get down to the basement in time. When there were lots of tornados a couple of weeks ago, I read a lot of people said that their weather radio saved their lives.
So, I'm hoping that knowing it's there in our bedroom will save me some anxiety, anyway. At least now, I hope, I won't feel like I have to stay up all night monitoring the radar until I can see the bad weather is away from us.
hodge
A few years ago, the siren went off in our little town at around 12:30 a.m. I knew there was potentially bad weather coming that night, so I never really did get to sleep. Then the siren went off. We got our pets and ourselves down into our yucky, yucky basement. We waited down there for a good two hours or so until the danger passed. I was literally shaking most of the time, I was so scared. In hindsight, maybe I had such a terrified reaction because it brought back other times in my life when I felt terrified. I don't know.
Anyway, since then, every spring, I get our cooler ready, with water, pop, ice in the freezer, etc., and post it by the basement door, so I can fill it with other food and the ice pronto, in case we have to go down there. Maybe it's over-preparation, but it helps me feel more in control.
I monitor the weather pretty closely, especially this time of year. But today, I went a step further toward trying to beef up my sense of security. We went out and got a weather radio--the kind that automatically tunes into to the local National Weather Service office. You set it up, and if there's a severe weather warning in the middle of the night, it'll go off and, hopefully, wake you up, so you can get down to the basement in time. When there were lots of tornados a couple of weeks ago, I read a lot of people said that their weather radio saved their lives.
So, I'm hoping that knowing it's there in our bedroom will save me some anxiety, anyway. At least now, I hope, I won't feel like I have to stay up all night monitoring the radar until I can see the bad weather is away from us.
hodge