18/01/2025
Hi everyone! What a crazy start to the year. A lot has been going on medically & the fires & for now, going to update U on the fires & myself. Will update more shortly on the medical as i almost ended up back in the hospital.
These fires. The destruction. Things changed day by day if we were safe or not. The fire closest to me, where Sheila E.'s house is, ended up not being the one i had to worry about.
We received false evacuation alerts which was frustrating plus having to watch the 24 hour news cycle for information takes its toll. There were 4 fires burning around me but it seemed to be at a distance.
Then Friday night came. I was trying to get some sleep and then Ruth called me that the fire was getting close to me to evacuate. No way. I go to my balcony and see people evacuating and in a panic. I then see the hill above on fire. The palisades. The palisades, which is at a distance from me but it burned this far. Unbelievable!
So do i evacuate? The chemotherapy has been wearing me down & I only have one good foot right now. What do i pack? Then we get an evacuation alert again....but with spelling errors!! Is this real? One other neighbor got the alert but others did not. What is going on??
So I was on high alert as people were contacting me worried about me. I stayed on high alert thinking of what clothes to pack and maybe only taking one of my most prized Prince items just in case…The local news were set up down my street and again a few blocks away interviewing people evacuating. This is madness.
I stayed firm but alert. Not packing. The entire time in disbelief and fighting off being tired from the fatigue that comes with the cancer. Friday night was long and Saturday dragged but it seemed like we were in the clear.
Saturday night finally slept for a few hours and then decided to drive around locally.
To see the amount of national guard and the police blocking off every street going up for about 7 miles was abdolutely mind-boggling.
The next few days were windy and we were in danger. It appears the wind will return on Monday as a fire warning has been triggered through Tuesday and later this week. I don't think it will be 90 mph winds again but right now all of us are just tired and are mentally exhausted as we see the good of my hometown helping each other out and donating and volunteering. We also see some of the scum looting and trying to take advantage of others in their weakest moment.
I’m usually someone helping in these times but right now, I can barely help myself. The chemotherapy has taken its toll and I am fighting off another infection, not sepsis this time I think, along with step backs with my foot. I was truly caught off guard with the evacuations and navigating everything by myself. I am angry because of my inability but I know how lucky I am.
These past months have been challenging. I, however, still have my place. I am still alive. I am still able to fight. Others are not as lucky. This past year has been quite a challenging one and I keep being tested on how strong I am. I don't need to be tested anymore, but I am. I am strong. Just like all of L.A. Just like the firefighters. Never give up. Always keep fighting. What I am fighting for is bigger than me.
Don't be fooled by Hollywood and celebrity that everyone in L.A. is rich. Some of us are the hardest workers & fighters to just barely make ends meet. I didn't come here for lifestyles of the rich & famous. I was born here. This is my home. My. Home.
I thank U all for thinking of me during this unfathomable time. Thanks to Ruth & Ben & everyone. It has been a crazy month healthwise & firewise. Without your help, it would be so much harder. I promise more of a medical update sooner rather than later. Know that i appreciate every one of U. Just continue to be there for each other as I have a feeling this year will be hard. Together though, we can get through everything.
Much love always, be L.A. Strong, never give up, and..... .
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