May Day! May Day
Aug. 11th, 2024 07:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennis7:30 last night... I'm knitting a bear, watching the Mariners game and all of a sudden a heart stopping,
ear shattering blast occurred followed by an announcement that there was an emergency and we should go to the nearest stairwell and evacuate to our designated floor and not to use the elevator. This was repeated over and over with no mention of anything helpful. Like maybe, what kind of an emergency? What's our designated floor? What's the plan if one cannot use stairs? Or, in general WHAT THE FUCK?????!!!!!
I decided to go out to the elbow for some intel. But, first, I went to pee and then got a jacket and then went to the elbow. There were 4 with walkers and 4 of us on useable legs. Noelle and David had clearly followed instructions (their door was open and his walker was there - with her help, he can manage without it). Myrna was nowhere to be found (we guessed still out with her children). One of the Jim's was out of town and that left only Ingrid unaccounted for.
We decided that Bonny and the other Jim and John would go down the stairs and find out what they could and report back. I'd stay with the walker group in case we really did need to do something. Gail (the one with a kind of mild dementia) was a little freaked but soon calmed down. And everyone was really more curious than anything else.
Finally they stopped blasting that damn noise. But then we got a giant massive nothing. Finally the scouting party came back to report that someone had a fire in their kitchen and set off the sprinklers which were flooding large areas. They also heard there was other flooding in another wing. But still no instruction. We decided to hang tight. Which we did for a while. Finally Noelle and David came back up. Poor David (very bad back issues) look like he was done. But, they repeated the sprinkler story. They also learned that people on the first floor (below us) did not get the alarm at all. Fucked up.
Meanwhile Hazel went to check on Ingrid who, in her fuck you fashion, said she had not heard an entirely different alarm, calling for a Dr. Red, and was not going anywhere - she was eating dinner.
Finally I decided we were not going to burn or crumble and I went home and got into bed with the rest of the ballgame and my tablet game.
About 20 minutes later, John came in to tell me to check the bathroom vent. He said that Ingrid had had a drip that was now a flood. I am next door* to her. We checked. No drips. And I did not say anything out loud but sure entertained thoughts about her earning her reward - ha!
*The building between her apartment and mine, separates. There's even a fire door in the hallway. Her apartment shares systems with the assisted living section (on the other side). My apartment is part of the other side - a different section.
This morning I got up and fed the cats and it was cloudy so I slipped on my suit and headed to the pool. I went the short cut through the assisted living wing and, sure enough... ugh. 3 rooms were clearly damaged. One of them was the one where the classical pianist lived. He died a couple of weeks ago but his baby grand piano is still in there. I couldn't tell if it had gotten hit or not.
There is and will be much aftermath. Telling people who are on walkers to go down stairs with no other/misleading instruction ain't cool, bro. On my way back from the pool, I saw a little cluster of 3 people I actually knew in earnest discussion about the whole festuche.
My conspiracy theory is bifold. EITHER... the Food and Beverage people started the fire/sprinklers to take the heat off their own issues OR someone was so disgusted by the latest shenanigans of the Food and Beverage people that they were forced to cook their own dinner and started a fire. I'm fine with either one.
But, I went to sleep in deep gratitude for being a renter and not an owner.
When my friend, Leah (the PT person) was here a month ago, she told me about Ai Chi Water Yogo. I mentioned it to Erica (the fitness manager) who said she had heard of it but would look into it more. I figured she was just blowing me off but this morning, on the TV in the pool reception area I saw this!
And it already had nearly a dozen people signed up and some of them very fun people! But, FUCK. That's the day they have scheduled to go to a Mariner game. Crap, crap, crap. I was about five laps into my swim when I decided that I honestly would rather do the yoga class than go to the Mariner game.
There are 12 slots for the Mariner game and they were filled with 2 on the waitlist. I know about half the people going and a couple are ones that I'm not wild about spending an afternoon with. Our tickets are in a shaded area but it will be hot. And I was already thinking about bailing. So after my swim, I did. Canceled the baseball and signed up for Water Yoga! Much better. (And cheaper!)
It's very overcast today which made for a lovely swim.
The Sunday baseball game is a night game so I'll be plowing through more New Tricks and knitting more bears. While swimming this morning, I think I figured out how to make the bears a little baseball cap. Jaunty.
ear shattering blast occurred followed by an announcement that there was an emergency and we should go to the nearest stairwell and evacuate to our designated floor and not to use the elevator. This was repeated over and over with no mention of anything helpful. Like maybe, what kind of an emergency? What's our designated floor? What's the plan if one cannot use stairs? Or, in general WHAT THE FUCK?????!!!!!
I decided to go out to the elbow for some intel. But, first, I went to pee and then got a jacket and then went to the elbow. There were 4 with walkers and 4 of us on useable legs. Noelle and David had clearly followed instructions (their door was open and his walker was there - with her help, he can manage without it). Myrna was nowhere to be found (we guessed still out with her children). One of the Jim's was out of town and that left only Ingrid unaccounted for.
We decided that Bonny and the other Jim and John would go down the stairs and find out what they could and report back. I'd stay with the walker group in case we really did need to do something. Gail (the one with a kind of mild dementia) was a little freaked but soon calmed down. And everyone was really more curious than anything else.
Finally they stopped blasting that damn noise. But then we got a giant massive nothing. Finally the scouting party came back to report that someone had a fire in their kitchen and set off the sprinklers which were flooding large areas. They also heard there was other flooding in another wing. But still no instruction. We decided to hang tight. Which we did for a while. Finally Noelle and David came back up. Poor David (very bad back issues) look like he was done. But, they repeated the sprinkler story. They also learned that people on the first floor (below us) did not get the alarm at all. Fucked up.
Meanwhile Hazel went to check on Ingrid who, in her fuck you fashion, said she had not heard an entirely different alarm, calling for a Dr. Red, and was not going anywhere - she was eating dinner.
Finally I decided we were not going to burn or crumble and I went home and got into bed with the rest of the ballgame and my tablet game.
About 20 minutes later, John came in to tell me to check the bathroom vent. He said that Ingrid had had a drip that was now a flood. I am next door* to her. We checked. No drips. And I did not say anything out loud but sure entertained thoughts about her earning her reward - ha!
*The building between her apartment and mine, separates. There's even a fire door in the hallway. Her apartment shares systems with the assisted living section (on the other side). My apartment is part of the other side - a different section.
This morning I got up and fed the cats and it was cloudy so I slipped on my suit and headed to the pool. I went the short cut through the assisted living wing and, sure enough... ugh. 3 rooms were clearly damaged. One of them was the one where the classical pianist lived. He died a couple of weeks ago but his baby grand piano is still in there. I couldn't tell if it had gotten hit or not.
There is and will be much aftermath. Telling people who are on walkers to go down stairs with no other/misleading instruction ain't cool, bro. On my way back from the pool, I saw a little cluster of 3 people I actually knew in earnest discussion about the whole festuche.
My conspiracy theory is bifold. EITHER... the Food and Beverage people started the fire/sprinklers to take the heat off their own issues OR someone was so disgusted by the latest shenanigans of the Food and Beverage people that they were forced to cook their own dinner and started a fire. I'm fine with either one.
But, I went to sleep in deep gratitude for being a renter and not an owner.
When my friend, Leah (the PT person) was here a month ago, she told me about Ai Chi Water Yogo. I mentioned it to Erica (the fitness manager) who said she had heard of it but would look into it more. I figured she was just blowing me off but this morning, on the TV in the pool reception area I saw this!
And it already had nearly a dozen people signed up and some of them very fun people! But, FUCK. That's the day they have scheduled to go to a Mariner game. Crap, crap, crap. I was about five laps into my swim when I decided that I honestly would rather do the yoga class than go to the Mariner game.
There are 12 slots for the Mariner game and they were filled with 2 on the waitlist. I know about half the people going and a couple are ones that I'm not wild about spending an afternoon with. Our tickets are in a shaded area but it will be hot. And I was already thinking about bailing. So after my swim, I did. Canceled the baseball and signed up for Water Yoga! Much better. (And cheaper!)
It's very overcast today which made for a lovely swim.
The Sunday baseball game is a night game so I'll be plowing through more New Tricks and knitting more bears. While swimming this morning, I think I figured out how to make the bears a little baseball cap. Jaunty.
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Date: 2024-08-11 04:27 pm (UTC)Also, yay for water yoga!
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Date: 2024-08-11 05:15 pm (UTC)I hope the yoga class is fun. 😁
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Date: 2024-08-11 05:19 pm (UTC)Also, I did, in addition to the cap, think this morning, I'd better make some with glasses, too. :)
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Date: 2024-08-11 10:36 pm (UTC)Your facility needs a better plan! I REALLY hope there's never a fire in my mom's apartment building. She's on the list for fire fighters to go pick her up, but she's on the 12th floor and uses a walker. There's no hope for the stairs.
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Date: 2024-08-14 03:23 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2024-08-14 03:36 pm (UTC)