I am feeling better today. Work was busy (we filled up nearly all of the inpatient beds) but not horrible like last night. And I only had to listen to the Talker for about half an hour, which really makes things a lot better.

All of our deployed employees are all back from New Orleans, safe and sound. They said you literally cannot imagine how bad conditions are down there, between the heat and the overwhelming odor of the rotting raw sewage and death (the bodies of deceased animals and fish are in the water and in the leftover muck in the dryer areas -- we won't talk about worse things ). At least one person says he will be going in for some couseling for nightmares. It was so bad down there he is afraid he will have PTSD from his experiences.

I still have to hear anything about whether or not I will be deployed. With the new hurricane (Rita) about to enter the Gulf of Mexico, they might be waiting to see if and where that one will make landfall before sending in more volunteers. What a bad year for storms -- I cannot ever remember them getting so far into the alphabet before, and there's still at least a month of storm season to go.

Someone will be bringing me a Sanders Bumpy Cake tomorrow. Bliss!!!