We had a real freak of a storm in January. The power was out, but not that I really cared - in the beginning. My lamps were aglow and the fire was crackling in the wood cook stove. The wind blew so hard I could hear it roaring inside the log walls of our house. Even without leaves on the trees, they were lashing about. We have a tin roof and I could hear strange noises like someone scratching on the roof. That’s a spooky sound on a dark powerless night. The sounds turned out to be pieces of tree limbs hitting the house!
It was only several days later that we saw a picture of power poles snapped off half way up the pole! It was wicked.
In just northern BC 16,000 were without the advantages of electricity because of the storm. In Alberta record-breaking, hurricane force winds ripped down trees, rooves and signs and tipped over vans and trailers en route. Grocery stores had generators running outside of their buildings with lines running to the freezers and fridges. Small stores with their doors open were taking cash only behind their cold counters. Everything else was eerily quiet and closed.
I know, because I had fuel for my pickup, and had to go in for a doctor’s appointment. I didn’t realize the outage was so large. I went to the doc’s office and they were there – all ready for me. Yep – really.
I saw the receptionist had her winter parka and gloves on behind the desk in the dim-lit entry. I heard a shuffle from the back room which I thought afterward may have been their best ‘professional’ signal that he was ready for me. She announced my name to the otherwise empty room and escorted me down a dark hallway. She indicated the doctor’s room to the side and I noticed him sitting behind his desk. As we had a little discussion in the twilight I couldn’t help but realize the computer was dead, the lights were off, the pens wouldn’t work in the cold…I was concerned about how, exactly, was he going to examine me. When it was time for the exam he asked me to go into the other little room that was darker than any of the previous ones. He kindly suggested that, since he was only looking at my…uhh… leg, that I could leave my winter coat on. Sweet! It was downright chilly.
Then, *swallow*, he got out his flashlight. It was like watching CSI for him, but he tried to stay business-like and I pretended it was OK.