To: dd who wrote (4727 ) 4/18/1998 3:26:00 AM From: Jim Davison Respond to of 14451
dd-- first sorry -- previous post was for Rod. Now --OFF TOPIC -- the tornados did cream Nashville, my home town. It was amazing -- the clouds churned over the house but didn't knock down a single leaf -- all we got a spattering of rain. The thing touched down about six miles beyond near main street and tore a big hole in the city to the tune of $100 million dollars. As some may know on this thread I am an emergency physician. I called in, but fortunately they didn't need me. But you might be interested in an E-Mail that was sent me by a friend who was working that day: (I quote:) I had a bad shift @ the hospital, I happened to be finishing my shift when the tornado went through Nashville with incredibility high winds. It tore the bottom out of one of the 2nd story crosswalk and broke allot of windows. Downed trees were covering the ground, traffic at a standstill. We ha a code "A" disaster plan enacted and every available physician, nurse & stretcher, were to come to the ER. And of course misc... hundreds of administrator types standing around with cell phones. It was a first class zoo with the noise level off the the decibel meter and this was even before the patients started rolling in. Many people came in with minor cuts and punctures from broken glass. Apparently glass in the vehicles exploded, people freaked, exited their vehicles and were carried away with the wind being stirred up with stop signs branches and debris. Ambulances arrived with fractures and people badly shaken from their life in a funnel cloud. Major injuries were triaged and went with the surgeons, who were eating our sandwiches, open fractures, skull fractures, puncture wounds to abdomen. The lacerations and walking wounded were treated but could not be discharged from the hospital. Tornado warnings stayed in effect, we did had several smaller ones before it was over. They (now administrators finally got busy) were taking all patients to the cafe. Prior to all the excitement I was treating a homeless woman ~40 or with h/o seizures. When she heard there was free food and shelter in the cafeteria, she exited. I later got her blood alcohol level back at 405, but I never saw her again. She is probably still sleeping somewhere in the hospital. (End quote. I hope the writer forgives me for making this public) Kind of makes me feel like an avenging angel swept over my house and left me alone. Probably figured I'd suffered enough owning SGI. --JD