This past week has been one for the record books. We received more snow than I have ever seen in the south and I've lived here my whole life. And it couldn't have come at a better time for Lizzie and me. Lizzie was trying to get into Oglethorpe and didn't receive her acceptance letter until January 3rd. She had one week to get everything together and walk in the door. Unfortunately, her bank wasn't going to cooperate. BB&T decided that they needed to hold a cash deposit for 5 days. I've never heard of a bank holding a cash deposit. So if the snow hadn't fallen and kept the school from opening on Monday, she wouldn't have had her fee payment and would have been out of luck. For me, I had an appointment with Dr. S. and I wanted to talk with him about the heart problems that developed in November. I wanted his take on whether the problems could have been caused by the intensity of the AC&T that I was treated with in 2004. I was told on Friday that Dr. S. wouldn't be in the office during the week and I'd have to meet with his PA or his NP. I wasn't thrilled with the idea. Neither of them have the clinical experience that Dr. S. has and neither were employed by the office when I did my chemotherapy. I doubt they would on a moment's notice look up the chemo that I did and only give a generalized statement about the cardiotoxicity of chemotherapy. So since the office was closed all week last week, when I was finally able to reschedule the appointment, I made a point to tell them that I had some concerns that I'd like to talk to Dr. S. about. While it is postponing my appointment for another week, I really don't care. I want to talk to Dr. S.
That being said, the snow this winter has been rediculous! Everyone I know over the age of 25 is crying Uncle. Even UPS, the Postal Service and FedEx suspended service during this storm. We all want this mess to go away and not to come back anytime this decade. The most frustrating thing to me is all the transplanted northerners complaining that the state (city, county, etc.) didn't plow or sand their street. I want to stand up and shout "This is the south. A snow storm like this happens at best every 10 years and there is no reason to have a bunch of equipment sitting around in a barn when on average we don't need it.
One observation that I've made during this week is that my family definately eats a lot. I don't know if it's just that I haven't been cooking on such a regular basis, or if the cold and snow has increased their appetites, but let me tell you, they have put down the food. On Sunday they ate 8 quarts of pintos and ham. On Monday they ate 6 quarts of stew. Tuesday was 4 pounds of chicken parmesian. Wednesday was 6 quarts of Chili. Thursday was 6 quarts of sausage and vegetables and Friday my sister made 3 pounds of barbeque chicken. They ate 4 loaves of bread and 4.5 dozen eggs. This wouldn't be so amazing if we were a family of 10 or so, but there are only 4 of us and besides the eggs, I didn't eat much of that. I am just amazed at the amount of food. In a few minutes, I will be off to Aldi to restock.
Next week will be a return to normal temperatures and I hope that the trend will stick around until, oh say, around April or so.
This is the south y'all and we don't do snow.