Im not leaving the trailer. Fema aint going to get it. Not yet. I'll chain myself to the tanks and they'll have to drag me away with it. I cant live in the apt with my family. To many people in a small cramped area. At least in the trailer i have a bed to sleep in. In the apt I was in a sleeping bag on the floor. 10 months in a sleeping bag on the floor of 3 different places was enough for me. I've got ice on my wrist and keeping it on till tomrrow. I'll see how it is then and go from there. I dont think its broke, but not for sure. The back and forth of seeing family and friends is killing me and them too. You'd think that when we do get together it would be a huge celebration. Its not. Everyone is so down and all the talk is of the storm and rebuilding or jsut all the other crap that is going on along with. And crying, everybody. You get beat down so much for so long, its all you begin to know. I wont be riding my bike for awhile now, its got a messed up front end, but I did it to myself.

Sky, thank you, I did forget about it. My memory has flown the coop.

Hugs ya'll
chalmette