PTSD is generally associated with folks who’ve gone through the horrors of war but now they’re saying folks who went through the hurricane(s) are being diagnosed with this affliction. I’m enduring sleeplessness, lack of appetite, listlessness, and similar symptoms.

Wednesday Hurricane Milton changed the lives of many of us who live in Florida.

I’ve never experienced anything like it. The wind, the rain, the noise. It all scared me and I felt it would never end.

The next morning the devestation was overwhelming. Our lovely view toward the pond behind my condo looks totally different but the biggest inconvenience was the lack of electricity. Four days later (today – on Sunday) we finally got power back. It had been a challenge to cook on a little gas camp stove or my gas grill, but I managed.

I always felt I was prepared for a storm but I wasn’t. If I go through this again I’ll have a generator and I need at least one more battery powered lantern.

Hurricane Milton is passing through now. Not much wind but lots of rain. I have a moat round my condo. None has gotten in but we have another day to survive. Let’s hope it passes by without encroaching on my living space.

Sophie is nervous. She knows something is going on.

Hurricane Helene came through on September 26th. I had no damage nor did anyone I know in Kings Point. This week there’s another storm coming: Hurricane Milton. It will probably get here Wednesday and this time I fear it’ll be a direct hit. This one might be really bad. Everyone’s taking it seriously and lots of Kings Point folks are evacuating to emergency shelters.

This is the first time I’ve feared an approaching hurricane. The predictions all show it heading right for us.