Living in snowstorm country we have always carried emergency supplies in the trunk of the car during the winter season.
As far as the hope that I can forestall any disaster which afflicts the greater population I guess I’m somewhat fatalistic. Prepare for the worst and hope for the best is my credo.
But my husband has been a city Emergency Management Director for more than a decade and since he took that job he’s always making plans to protect, not only a city, but also his family and he’s a bit gung-ho.
So we’ve got the works - water, food, generator, wood-burning stove and sundry other disaster-defeating supplies filling up our attic, basement and garage. I may mention that should we expire it might take folks a while to find us in here. Heh.
We grew up in a time when it wasn’t unusual to have no electricity for a week and little ability to get out of a snowbound house to get supplies. So I suppose our mindsets may be more matter-of-fact about such things than people who have been accustomed to an occasional blip in our conveniences.
We had a chuckle last week during a snowstorm over the number of phone calls he got from people who were bewildered, angry, demanding, frightened over being out of electricity for only, at that point, a day without the convenience. I think some people have a mindset that everything should run smoothly forever after and that humans will never again be subject to the powers of nature. Or at least, certainly not them!
And, of course, they were calling the wrong person in the first place. It was quite a long day trying to explain that it was currently impossible to flip a switch and instantly bring them their priveledged right to power.
My main concern is medication. Most local pharmacies would run out of necessities faster than most people realize.
Since a partial thyroidectomy some years ago I require a daily dose of thyroid hormone to prevent developing into a cretin. (Can I still say that?) We all know how useful a cretin, with her sluggish thinking and moving, would be for emptying the potty and making meals.
More seriously, I did ask a couple of pharmacists about what my Plan B would be in case of a shortage and they laughed at my question. It wasn’'t a laugh like “You’re SOL, Lady.” It was a laugh of disbelief as in, “That could never happen.”
How very blindly trustful we are in our infrastructure.
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And, in mind of that classic “Twilight Episode” I sometimes wonder what would happen when people learned that we have survival supplies. How many people would we be able to help without jeopardizing our family? Interesting moral question.