After shocks are about 5 minutes apart and are ranging from light to weak at the moment.
I had a reasonably decent sleep / sort of … thanks to the aid of a sedative or 2.
Yesterday was hellish in all its wonderment.
I checked my heart rate etc because it felt like I was in full-scale panic mode. But my heart rate was good and steady. So I had to take stock. Drastically.
Day before I semi replenished the survival kit and made sure our (or my) plan for leaving, if necessary, was down pact. No more 10 minute lingering around for the partner to get his shit together so we can leave … if there had’ve actually been a tsunami I wouldn’t be writing this now!
The initial earthquake was ferocious. I don’t think I’ve ever been in one like it in my lifetime. Everything literally rocked and rolled … there was no standing, walking or even sheltering from it for that matter. It felt like it folded everything in and around us.
One of my worst things. I hate them!
I thought it was just the vertigo, but nah; I dislike them for plenty of other reasons besides vertigo.
Unpredictability being on top of the list. And you know, they (the powers that be) seem to be able to predict all sorts of shit .. but apparently NOT earthquakes.
Then there’s the movement. That’s right, I’m NOT a roller coaster kinda Chickie … those things are hell on little tiny wheels. No thanks!
And so yesterday I decided to do a bit more research into the whole earth moving thing. It’s surprisingly not something I’ve researched – Why – because I hate the bastards and would rather just hope they don’t happen. Sure, I prepared; small survival kit and all … but that was for the zombie apocalypse, not earthquake slash tsunami.
Turns out (which I sorta kinda, loosely knew), 2 tectonic plates run right through the middle of New Zealand –
See that awesome red / orange line that is pretty much blotting out our entire country? Yeah well that’s where the two plates meet – The Pacific Plate and the Indo-Australian Plate.
And according to the old school fishermen round here, every full moon, as the earth is closer to the moon and the tides rise, we are more prone to earthquakes.
Enter – Supermoon.
Apparently these old school bastards knew we were in for a few jolts, because as nature does, it has a system. And so far, it has never failed.
Awesome-est – I wish some cunt had filled me in on this prior to the pretty full super fucking moon!!!
So, back onto GeoNet, I started trying to figure out how long this shit is going to last. Turns out it could be anywhere from a few days to at least 30 days … the latter is more likely.
They have 3 likely probabilities … to simplify … 1. aftershocks that slowly decrease then possibly stop. 2. a smaller earthquake than the first but enough to set off a tsunami, depending on where the earthquake is centred – possibly, and 3. a bigger earthquake than the first – yes that’s right “Possibly”.
How absolutely, positively, reassuringly, possibly – Awesome!.
Another words they don’t really fucken know.
So What Would Me Do?
I would plan the fuck out of all possible scenarios and then try to chill the fuck out … I don’t have enough sedatives for 30 days!
So today we (I really mean ME) are filling the water bottles, getting more candles, matches and butane for the portable cooker; we are packing more canned goods, gassing the fucking car up, packing the supplies in the car … we are moving all breakable / shakeable objects off’ve the shelves (and just as well I’m a fucking minimalist!) … and packing enough coffee and period shit for at least 2 months! They say 30 days; I’ll plan for 60+!
So lesson in all of this – all well and good planning for the zombie apocalypse and all well and good living off the fucking grid and all well and fucking good loving the ocean and all – BUT earthquake + ocean = tsunami … how about planning for that dumbass!
Never mind … thanks to pts(d) I am as anal as fuck and will have this shit sorted by the end of the day … hopefully all stays still till then LOL.
And I’ll continue breathing … because the other thing that has become very fucking apparent, is I have No control over mother nature, and she is paying no mind to Me, My Vertigo or My PTS fucking (D) and my lack of anti-anxiety medication or sedatives! Bitch. So I’m gonna have to handle it somehow or I’ll be a basket case by the end of the 30 days.