So, last night at like 9:00 PM, K went to suction Grace and the machine wasn't working. It wasn't holding any pressure at all. I took apart everything I could and reassembled. Then I checked the tubing. Played with the suction/tension dial. Nothing.
I then called our DME supplier and the on-call RT called immediately back. Got my info. Called the on-call driver. We had a new-to-us machine by 11:00 PM. It was all irritating but didn't feel full-blown panic! (It helps that we had gotten a donated Very Old suction machine that is stationary)
Keep Calm and Carry On indeed.
In other emergency news, one of the BD moms lives in Christchurch. Reading her news from yesterday reminds me that we do indeed need to put some formula for Grace into the Emergency Kit. Also, two weeks ago a woman who is a caretaker for her brother (who was on o2 and humidification like Grace) lost her husband, mother, and brother in a house fire that was the result of equipment going wonky.
Oh my.
Must go buy fire extinguishers too.
I'm feeling emergency-unpreparedness.
I'm reading an account of post-Katrina NOLA and feeling that, too. Take home message from The Big Uneasy? Don't trust the levees. Don't trust the new pumps. GTFO.
We had a new-to-us machine by 11:00 PM. It was all irritating but didn't feel full-blown panic!
YAY no panic! I'm glad it worked out, even with the irritation.
So far hurricaine season has only given us come cool waves and a little rain. It's a relief.
My Uncle's house has storm shutters and a big-ass automatic generator. In fact, his place is where everyone rides these things out. I have a husband (not my husband, but my cousin's husband who I get to borrow for such things so now I have a husband or at least husband access) to come do the storm shutters even. If we get whomped we're safe as milk... but I REALLY don't want to imagine the kind of anxiety R would go through in a shuttered house with her Daughter and SiL out of town.
Yeah, I really do need to put together that zombie apocalypse preparedness kit.
Speaking of preparedness FAIL, I just ran out of dairy product for my coffee.
Speaking of preparedness FAIL, I just ran out of dairy product for my coffee.
Us too! I am about to make a milk run. Can I pick up some half and half for you?
A search on "pickpocket" at the Old Bailey site turned up many interesting cases. Here's one.
Theft > pocketpicking, 1st June 1677.
The next was a pickpocket who on the 2. of May seeing a young maiden dancing with the Milkwoman made shift to steal a box and 21 shillings 6. pence in money out of her Pocket, and according to method, forthwith delivered it to a boy his Confederate, who immediately ran away and is not yet taken. But our young practitioner was not so much Mr. of Art as to perform the Exploit clerely, for he was both perceived by the Girl, diving in her pocket and seen by another deliver away the prize, so that he was found Guilty.
