The second patient who lives only a few blocks away from the first patient was more of a problem. Her street wasn't plowed yet. I got stuck getting to her house, but I got out of it pretty easily by going back and forth a bunch of times. I made it to her house and did her treatment. When I left was when the problem started. I figured that I got in ok so I would be able to get out ok. WRONG!
I backed out from the driveway into the street. And proceeded to get stuck. And more stuck. And then even more stuck! I got out of the car and undug my wheels. And then I tried again, and I got even more stuck. One of the neighbors called out to me and offered to lend me a shovel. I dug out, I drove 10 feet and got stuck again. ACK!!! I walked down the road to where I saw a private plow and some men shoveling. Most of the men ignored me (really nice right?) and the plow was gone by the time I made it down the block. One man helped me. He brought over his shovel and dug me out and dug a path behind me to someones driveway. Then another young man came out and they both together pushed me out and into a random driveway which luckily was dug out. The second guy said he saw the plows coming a little while ago doing a neighboring street and they usually did this one next. So I waited it out. And sure enough a few minutes later the plow came by. Except that he plowed me in. By this time the man with the shovel had gone so I was trying to dig my way out with my feet. And who should come along but the guy who owns the house. And he starts yelling at me what am I doing in his driveway and am I crazy and all that. I try to explain it to him that I was stuck and his neighbors pushed me there because it was the nearest place to go to wait for the plow and I was really sorry and that I'll be gone as soon as I get the snow drift in front of my car moved. Then he realizes the plow plowed in his driveway and all the work he did this morning was for nothing etc etc and he starts cursing the plow people and me. But then the plow comes back for a second round up the street and the man yelling at me is in the way. So then the plow people and the man start yelling at each other F you this and F off that. I was so embarrassed that I caused all this mess.
And then I see the private plow guy again and I run over to him and ask him please please PLEASE can he just move the small drift in front of my car so I can get out of this guys driveway and he can get out of the plows way and we can stop world war 3 from happening over a snowplow and a truck??? The private plow guy was very nice and he moved the bit of snow and I got my behind out of there and left the man and the plow people to scream at each other.
I made my way down the street and almost didn't get up a hill. ACK! That's all I needed- to get myself unstuck only to not make it up a hill! So I backed down and prayed that I could get enough momentum to get up and WHEW! I made it. I was so happy to be home and not out in the snow!
I REALLY hope things are better tomorrow because I have an early patient in the back woods of North Stamford up a hill and I really hope I can get there!
I always maintain that if it's going to snow it should snow a WHOLE LOT or else it shouldn't bother because otherwise it's just a mess. But I forgot about how much of a mess 18 inches of snow creates! And that's my snow adventure for today. Time now to get the toddler from climbing on my legs and feed her supper. I hope everyone is safe and sound and not stuck in the snow! Nite Nite for now!