PSA Healthcare

PSA Healthcare

Pediatric Services of America, Inc. is a Delaware Corporation headquartered in Atlanta, Georgia, that originated as a respiratory therapy company but now provides comprehensive home health care services. PSA provides comprehensive pediatric home health care services through a network of branch offices throughout the United States. Wikipedia

PSA Healthcare

Pediatric Services of America, Inc. is a Delaware Corporation headquartered in Atlanta, Georgia, that originated as a respiratory therapy company but now provides comprehensive home health care services. PSA provides comprehensive pediatric home health care services through a network of branch offices throughout the United States. Wikipedia

Sep 1, 3:42 PM

Today it has been a week. My street is jammed with cars, flooded cars, contractor and volunteer cars, scavengers cars. But mostly piles. Huge pile of homes contents. Not just belongings, but the entire house itself. Flooring, sheetrock, trim, cabinets, furniture; it is endless and it is EVERY house. Some places the piles are bigger than the house itself. People are exhausted, weary, tired and in shock. We have been blessed with somewhat temperate weather. We are lucky. We built up 5 feet off the ground and had about 15 inches to spare before we were inundated. We lost our garage, yard, and cars. So, my story is not as bad as many; but the pain of the community is strong. After I was able to return home, and stabilize our situation; my husband and I have been addressing the neighborhood needs. Laundry, ripping up walls and floors, runs to find supplies like masks, gloves or whatever. Long days. Neighbors are in shock. Some just rebuilt from last year only to have it all taken away again. I could go on and on, but it is beyond comprehension and this is just our street. And it will get worse, much worse before it gets better. I washed my hair for the first time in a week just last night. We dont know what day it is. We watched on Friday as Corpus was getting pounded and really didnt have much to report except rain. Then the rains came. I think it was Saturday night into Sunday morning when they came. We woke up and were in the Bayou. The sun hadnt risen and we could see people in low laying housed with flashlights, going to homes that were higher up. I texted 3 families whose homes were under and 2 came. After the sun came up 1 more families came, (plus my niece had come from her Apartment on Friday) and finally, the elderly woman who lives alone was rescued by neighbors and brought to us. We had 15 people plus 2 dogs; water rising; pounding rain and at 11 a.m. the power went out. By 3 pm. We were trying to get 911 rescue for Ceclia. She has high needs; and the uncertainty of everything, she needed to get to a place with power. We were able to care for her short term, but we were also facing DAYS without power and 3 or 4 more DAYS of rain. BIG rain. We were unable to get through to any rescue numbers, so my family, out of harms way, were hitting the phones on our behalf. None of the numbers for her family worked. We procure a kayak to go to the freeway where we hear there are national guard. Also, no real commitment there. It is Armageddon. Darkness fell. My neighbors across the street, only half were here (grandmother and 2 grandchildren), the husband would not come over and slept with their dog in the flooded home. No rescue for Cecilia; we were told it could be 8 to 10 hours (it ended up being 21). When a high water vehicle did go by, they would not take her; only desperately ill would be taken. She was not life threatening; so she stayed. It was quiet. We had no electricity, so only news on our phone for those who dared use their phone battery. All we could hear were boat motors. A lot happened overnight, but this is supposed to be a summary. It was supposed to rain even harder all night, we had 2 steps left til we flooded. I expected to wake up to water on the floor. Dogs are distressed. One finally pees and poops in the house, the other would not and was all worked up (the one you have a photo of) panting, tremblingetc.). Sunrise. I look out. I see grass and I am beside myself. I cannot control my emotions. I can only say praise God over and over and over; (and I am not super religious). I am simply stunned we did not flood and I dont understand how the water receded. The view of pavement brings a flurry of activity as our guests find out who in their network of friends and family have power / arent flooded / they can get to, etc. My sister had parked her car in a parking garage (smart) and walked to it (1.5 miles). We are now so fortunate, we have a car and a house. We have running water. However, we still hear there may be no power for days; and more flooding rains coming. The police show up to collect Cecelia at about the same time we find her daughter by driving by her house. She gets taken to a shelter to (hopefully) meet with her daughter. We also decide to try to get to my parents who are dry in Katy. 5 of us and 2 dogs and minimal gear load up and go. All but 1 family has a place to go and I tell my neighbors to stay in our house, no problem. We leave and get halfway to my parents; we find we cannot get there or get back. We are on dry land but all roads lead to water. No food, no wateretc. Miraculously, we find a hotel and they have rooms. Miraculously we find a subway and Duncan donuts open and it is still raining but we are on the second floor with AC, electricity and TV. About the time we check in we hear the electricity went on back home!!!!!!Argh. We stayed 2 nights. The hotel did not flood. We drove to my parents to borrow a car for my niece. We came back to our home. We started cleaning up our stuff. We slept in our own bed. Super, super lucky. Yesterday, I updated my boss, Patrick Paddy Cunningham and he gave me permission to work on recovery. While we are okay, our neighbors in bad, bad shape. And it goes on for miles. Yesterday we went home to home and worked to the bone on gutting houses. It is incredibly tragic. There just arent words. I am grateful to Paddy for allowing me to get out and help.

Sep 1, 1:57 AM

Sep 1, 1:57 AM

Sep 1, 1:57 AM