Monday, January 8, 2018

Katrina Museum With Thoughts




Inner:
Today we visited the Hurricane Katrina Museum. We have walked by before but today we actually went in and explored everything. Walking in was really sad knowing that you are entering a place and learning about thousands of people that were killed in the storm. Hearing the stories about how people were begging for help and how people had to walk through sewage because the streets were flooded with water, feces, and urine. I can not imagine all of the disease and sicknesses that people were developing because of this. My thoughts go far deeper than just the water, my mind travels to the lack of correct food supply had to play a huge role. When you think about healthcare you think of the proper way for healing is rest and good nutrition and when dealing with being stranded and wet for days until being rescued with only one bottle of water to last you is devastating and puts so much stress on your body. One of the Katrina survivors said that her and her daughter where in the attic and began to find a way out on to the attic. They found an ax and began to make a hole through the roof, so they could let people know they were stranded and get rescued. They managed to make a hole and the daughter got out and the mom was not able to fit through the hole and told the daughter to just go and get help she would stay in the house, but the water continued to rise and the daughter refused to leave her mother in the house. The daughter took the ax and made a bigger hole and helped pull her mom onto the rooftop. When they finally made it out they were on the rooftop for about 5 days with absolutely no nothing to eat and only one water bottle to last the both of them. I can not imagine going through something like that. It would break my heart to have to leave my mom to possibly drowned while I go get help. I am sure I would do the same thing as the daughter and not leave my mom behind. Flipping the story to the mom. I could not imagine how she could have felt on the inside. A mother “usually” not always keeps calm and knows how to navigate situations for the better, but in a situation where it is a 50/50 chance whether you live or die. Emotions had to be at an all-time high and solutions were at a bare minimum. You gotta do what you gotta do.

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