
HURRICANE PTSD?
Originally Published the Week of Nov. 2, 2023, in Western Outdoor Publications.
I have no other word for it.
The other day, I was walking across a parking lot. A huge gust of wind suddenly came up. It blasted a bunch of paper across me along with enough dust to make me squint. I saw trees bend.
And just for a nano-second, I got a shiver. My hackles went up. Something went up my spine and my fingers tingled. It stopped me in my tracks.
Had I been a cat, my fur and tail would’ve puffed out.
It was the weirdest feeling. But something went through me.
And just as quickly, the gust passed. The trees straightened out.
So, did my backbone!
I got to my car and had to sit for a moment. For lack of a better description, I think it was what experts call “fight or flight” response to stress.
Psychologists say it’s all the hormones in the body suddenly reacting. They prompt the body to fight or run away. Basically calling us to take action to save our lives when there is perceived danger.
So, what just happened? A little wind got me flustered? C’mon, man!
The best I can figure is something I’m calling “Hurricane PTSD” (Post-Traumatic-Stress-Syndrome).
It doesn’t have to arise from a combat situation, but any traumatic or frightening event can produce it long after the threat has passed.
It could be from an auto accident. Perhaps something happened to you as a kid when you were swimming. Or getting locked in a dark closet or basement! Any traumatic event can trigger a flashback or anxious moment.
In the month of October, we just came through two hurricanes where we live in La Paz.
Hillary was the first. It was “so-so” as hurricane go.
It was followed up a week later by Hurricane Norma which really hammered us.
Now, don’t get me wrong. Living in Hawaii then another 30 years in Mexico, I’ve been through some 16 hurricanes and even more tropical storms.
Some have been historic, powerful, devastating and deadly examples of Mother Nature doing what she does. I’ve experienced them on land and sea.
I’ve had to work outside with winds, rain and waves battering me. Things were flying through the air.
Being in the hospitality industry, I’ve had clients to take care of and insure their safety. I’ve had to cross flood waters and been flooded myself.
One year, I was on a fishing boat that came pretty close to sinking while over 100 miles at sea.
I spent one storm in Hawaii with family in a bathtub. We covered ourselves with mattresses from the flying debris.
I’m no stranger to hurricanes.
Other than worrying about the welfare of clients or friends, I’ve never been especially afraid of hurricanes.
It is what it is.
It’s life in the tropics. If I lived in Alaska or Canada, it would be like me complaining about cold weather or snow.
So, again, I ask myself why’d I suddenly get the shivers?
Here’s my take.
As far as I can remember, most hurricanes come and go rather quickly. They can be powerful and lethal, but they come and go in a few hours. They move on.
Until Hurricane Otis struck Acapulco a last week, Hurricane Odile in 2014 was the most powerful storm to hit our side of Mexico. My wife and I actually sat outside for awhile.
The storm escalated. We cracked a few beers. It wasn’t our first rodeo. We watched as lights around the bay blinked out as electricity lost.
It probably wasn’t the smartest thing for us.
The winds started to howl. It was pretty cool.
Then, part of a tree blew by. Time to go!
We raced inside and then our ceiling tiles caved-in from the air pressure. Total darkness followed as the rains started pelting and we lost electricity.
But, in a few hours, Odile had moved on. It pretty much wiped out a good part of southern Baja, but it moved on.
Hurricane Norma last week was not as strong, but it sat on La Paz for almost 3 days of poweful 100 mile per hour winds and up to 12” of rain.
It pounded and pounded. The wind against our windows alternately sounded like a giant freight train going by or someone literally slamming their gigantic fist against the glass panes.
Boom! Boom! Boom! With each titanic gust. Battering to get in!
The winds were so strong they forced water through every door and window crack sometime like a spray.
For almost 30 hours, my wife and I battled with mops, towels and buckets to keep the waters at bay that soon covered our floors.
There was no way to stop it. Sometimes we had no light. We barely slept. Our hands got raw from wringing gallons of water from dozens of towels.
Several inches of water on our floors.
Just when we thought we had a handle on it, the wind would change direction and suddenly water was spraying from a different area. It was like an old WWII submarine movie where the depth charges start busting pipes!
When Norma left, we were exhausted. Many parts of the city were extensively damaged.
So, maybe that gust of wind in the parking lot triggered just a bit of PTSD. I can do without another hurricane for awhile.
That’s my story!
Jonathan
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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004. Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico www.tailhunter.com.
They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront. If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com (the hurricane tore off the whole front of our restaurant!)
Or drop by the restaurant to say hi. It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!
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