The winds picked up last night with more lightening. The fires are spreading fast and the closest one to me has 0% containment. The smoke in the air is so thick it’s permeating my house with all the windows and doors shut. My lungs hurt. My head hurts. I’m coughing. I’m crabby. The Prednisone is the only thing keeping my lungs working right now, but it’s making it really hard to function well mentally and emotionally.
Additional fire warnings and evacuation orders coming through hourly in my area.
Did I mention that Daddy threw His back our yesterday? So yeah… He’s down, too.
Our household is NOT ok. We’re not on fire, but we’re not ok. I can’t do this another year. 3 in a row is more than enough.