
Originally Posted by
blackbirdrising
I'm sorry for not being online much these last few days but I've been recovering from hypothermia and exhaustion, losing our home, and just reflecting and thank God for our lives.
The night of January 14th, right as we were going to bed around 11 pm, we got a call from the campground office saying the river was rising and we had to evacuate. Adam told me to stay inside, and he waded up to his calves getting both our cars out. This took about 30 minutes, by that time he was up to his waist (he's 6'3"). He tried for another half an hour to save the trailer but the hitch was submerged by the time he had moved both cars upstream about 100 yards away. He was frozen by that point, he tried til he couldn't feel his hands. His feet and legs had been numb for a while. Around 1 am, he came in so frozen he could barely move or talk, just shivering. He told me to grab our little dog and my purse, shove everything I thought we needed in my purse - bank cards,his wallet, both our car keys, and I draped the purse around my neck and grabbed our Chihuahua. Adam said he would stay there because 1) he needed to rest after being frozen, wading in hip deep water and 2) someone was supposed to come help drag the trailer out, but to be safe, he wanted me and the dog out right then, in case the water picked up the trailer. Leaving him there was the worst feeling! I remember him urging me on until I couldn't hear him the the rain and the river. I was only in the water about 10-15 minutes. I used the utility post hook-ups as a guide to the way out of the campground, debris was everywhere. By the time I got out I was so frozen I could barely think, I was just going on adrenaline. We got to the car and I got blankets out of the trunk, and me and the dog curled up and were chilly but not freezing. I prayed all night for Adam to stay safe, I could see him in my minds eye. I knew he was shivering and exhausted, but that he was OK. The "help" never showed so Adam was stranded in the trailer all night. When daylight came (still raining), the water had receded about 2 feet. Adam grabbed his guitar, threw it over his shoulder, and climbed out! As soon as his feet touched ground I knew we were going to be OK, even if we lost our home.
We've been living in a motel up the road since then. Our home is a loss,but we can replace it. The Red Cross has helped us with food and clothes. We're just so thankful to be alive.
I hope everyone else is doing OK.
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