I finally got to go home last night- through 2 checkpoints, and to my apartment, which has power and water, but no phone service (thus no internet, either). Two blocks below me on Broadway has been evacuated and has no power, water, gas, or phones. And the stench... but I am grateful for so many things, and I am sure many feel the same way.
Since I am essential personnel, we were on the ready for the 1000s of wounded that never arrived. Our Urgent Care Center was set up like a MASH unit, and well, no one ever needed our services. Though as a cancer nurse, I don't know how good I would be in triage and trauma, but it was even sadder that our services were not needed.
I have heard too many sad stories today about those who are missing, those who know missing, and frightening stories from those who survived this tragedy.