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ZA: Part XII

……Zombie Apocalypse….my FICTIONAL story about how the Prasils would handle a Zombie Virus. To start from the beginning of this pretend tale, click on “ZA” in the categories tab at the right………

It seemed like hours before we arrived at our beach, even though I knew it had only been minutes. The air was cold and dry and my lips hurt from the wind. The tightening in my stomach wasn’t going away, and it started to get really uncomfortable. “Get the kids unloaded. Get them into the cabin,” was all I could focus on. I needed everyone inside, safe, quiet, and happy before I could even think about having a baby. I couldn’t get the terrifying boat scene out of my head. Would that be us at some point? Clawing at eat other, desperate for human flesh? No. We’d beat this. We’d wait it out. We’d be happy here, on the beach. There were deer to eat, fish to catch, berries and greens. We’d be fine.

Another contraction, this time making me stop in my tracks. Alice was asleep and I was in charge of carrying her up to the cabin. Danny had gone ahead and opened it up. I could tell from the look on his face that it wasn’t in perfect condition, but I knew it wouldn’t be. There would be work to do, no doubt, but we were lucky to have a place away from the sickness. I hoisted Alice up onto my hip, grabbed a few bags, and headed up the beach as quickly as I could. She woke up about 1/2 way and wanted down, thank God. The other kids ran ahead, excited about our camping trip.

Another contraction. 7 minutes after the last. I turned to tell Dan I was going to get the kids settled in when I felt a trickle of water run down my leg. It was maybe 2 seconds before it turned into a gush.

I burst into tears.

We were having a baby.

Soon.

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ZA: Part XI

……Zombie Apocalypse….my FICTIONAL story about how the Prasils would handle a Zombie Virus. To start from the beginning of this pretend tale, click on “ZA” in the categories tab at the right………

The boat was full — maybe 13 or 14 ‘people’ were crammed in.  It wasn’t running, just drifting downriver with the current.  The zombies inside were hungry and could obviously smell us…or see us…or whatever.  We were 25 feet away in our boat and they were going crazy.  6 fell out of the boat right away and sunk like rocks.  The rest couldn’t figure out how to get close to us and were unable to even climb the back of the boat.  The first 6 got lucky and were pushed up.

We passed them as quickly as we could and I was so glad the kids were sitting on the floor and had no idea what we had seen.  I was glad that, clearly, the zombies couldnt’ swim, nor could they climb.  They’re idiots, and that meant we had a better chance of beating them and returning home sometime.

Sometime.

My stomach tightened up.  I’d been having Braxton Hix contractions for a few weeks, so I knew it wasn’t anything to really be alarmed about, but it did remind me that time was running out for my pregnancy.

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ZA: Part X

……Zombie Apocalypse….my FICTIONAL story about how the Prasils would handle a Zombie Virus. To start from the beginning of this pretend tale, click on “ZA” in the categories tab at the right………

The river was a mess.  It was choppy and freezing and the only thing I could think was, “What if something happens…how will we get all the kids safe?”  It was only 28 degrees outside, so traveling upriver with water splashing every so often was close to unbearable. I had to think positive.  I had to know that this was the best, smartest, and safest choice for our family.

We were 20 minutes away from the cabin, but once we got up there there was a lot of work that had to be done.  No one had stayed at the cabin for years.  I’m sure there were tons of mice, maybe even bigger animals who had made their home there.  I had stocked up on cleaning supplies at Costco so I knew we could get it cleaned out, but I also knew how long it would take.  The kids would be freezing.  I would be freezing.  I had been cramping for the past few hours but was certain I wasn’t in labor — I was just very stressed out and a little dehydrated.  I made a mental note to drink a bottle of water right when we got to the beach.

Danny woke me from my daydream nightmare:  “Look…..”

I looked.  And I panicked.  We were passing a boat, one of the big jetboats that takes people up the canyon on day trips.  But inside the boat, there weren’t people.

No, definitely not people.

It’s the first time I had used the word.  The silly, dramatic, only-used-in-books-and-movies word.

“Zombies.”

ZA: Part IX

……Zombie Apocalypse….my FICTIONAL story about how the Prasils would handle a Zombie Virus. To start from the beginning of this pretend tale, click on “ZA” in the categories tab at the right………

Danny and I couldn’t even recognize who they were — but to be honest, we don’t know many of our neighbors, just the ones very near us and the Kubiaks down the street.  Oh, and Steve, too.  But these ‘people’ were not our friends, and no one we knew.  They looked a bit older, based on their clothes and shoes (because, let’s face it, old people wear old people shoes).  They moved very, very slowly, but I was still scared of them.  It was something about them.  Their skin, their dead eyes, their creepy staggered steps.  We drove passed them as quickly as we could and I tried to distract the kids with the iPad so they wouldn’t see.

They didn’t, thank goodness.  They asked where we were going and why we had the boat.  I told them we were going up to Grandpa’s cabin and we were going to have a lot of fun.  We wanted to be safe and healthy and that right now, that meant getting out of the valley.  They didn’t really ask any more questions, probably because Team UmiZumi was calling them.  I was very thankful.  How do you explain something like this to kids under 7?

Then I remembered the baby.  I hadn’t really had a lot of time to stop and figure out how we were going to make it work with the baby.  I started to panic (because that’s kind of what I do…) and made Dan stop at Heights Family Food.  I ran in and bought every single pack of diapers and formula and wipes and bottles they had.  I filled 2 carts (diapers aren’t really small and compact).  If something were to happen to my milk, I certainly didn’t want to have to worry about feeding the baby.  The baby that was due in a month.  The baby that might possibly be born upriver in a (non-sterile) cabin.  Ah, I had to stop thinking about it.

We left the grocery store and headed down through Asotin and upriver….as far up as we could drive and still unload the boat.  I got the kids in their lifejackets, wrapped them all up in blankets and gloves and hats, and got them settled on the floor of the boat while Danny kind of hid the car in some trees, locked it, and came back to us.  He started the boat right up, with no problems at all.  And off we went…..

ZA: Part IIX

……Zombie Apocalypse….my FICTIONAL story about how the Prasils would handle a Zombie Virus. To start from the beginning of this pretend tale, click on “ZA” in the categories tab at the right………

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Patrick and I keep in pretty close contact so he knew exactly what I was thinking about the entire thing… that it was a very, very dangerous deal and at the first sign of anything out of order she should get out immediately. I knew I sounded like a strict teacher or a crazy parent, but I tend to freak out about things and I get really serious about them. And I don’t mean to toot my own horn but it’s a good thing I did in this case.

Okay, maybe I do mean to toot my own horn, because when he first sensed things were wrong, he ran out to the airport parking lot, jumped in his car, went and got gas and headed up the freeway. I told him to keep his phone plugged in and fill up on gas when he was half a tank empty. He hadn’t gotten a hold of my mom or dad yet and I knew they would be so worried.

I made a last ditch effort to get a hold of my mom and dad but ended up having to leave a voice mail instead. I knew they would get the message very soon so I actually wasn’t too worried. But I did try to call Josh and persuade him to drive over to Lewiston and come to the cabin with us. He wasn’t sure of their plan yet. He really didn’t want to have to travel that far in case something happened. I told him what to do with the flares and where the pickup spot was just in case he changed his mind.

We were completely packed up and the kids were in the car. We decided that having the dogs there would be good protection so we loaded them up as well as a bunch of their food. Finally, it was time to go.

And we left just-in-time. Looking down the street we saw three of our neighbors walking very slowly and very staggered. Their skin was bluish gray and they had open sores all over their faces. They looked very hungry…

ZA: Part VII

……Zombie Apocalypse….my FICTIONAL story about how the Prasils would handle a Zombie Virus.  To start from the beginning of this pretend tale, click on “ZA” in the categories tab at the right………

 

The day had flown by and it was starting to get dark — not the best time to start packing up a boat for an unknown number of days.  Or weeks.  Or months.  I really had no idea.  I was getting really nervous.  When I make a plan, I like to implement it asap.  I’ve always been like that.  If I know I’m going to have a Star Wars themed birthday for Jamie (whose birthday is in December) by June, then you can bet that I’ll have light sabers ordered by July.  Star Wars, zombies, same thing.

It was hard for me to put our plan on hold until morning, but obviously we had to do it.  I didn’t want to totally freak out the kids.  They’d been playing together all day, singing silly songs and being completely normal, so I wanted to keep it that way for as long as I could because our life was definitely not going to be normal come morning.

We closed our garage doors, moved the garbage bins down to the VERY end of our subdivision’s road (I don’t know why this made me feel better, but it did…I didn’t want to attract anything to our home), and locked every single door and window along with closing every single blind/curtain.  Looking in, our home was as dark as could be.  We ran the kids a bath and let them play while we went over what we were going to do in the morning.

#1) get the kids up, dressed, fed, and set up with a movie so we could go about our work.

#2) Dan would go get the boat while I packed up the rest of our personal things (like clothes, shoes, and very few toys for the kids).

#3) When he came back, we would pack the boat as full as we possibly could with our supplies.

Then I did something that I knew I had to do, but I felt horrible doing.  I called each of our doctors….and told them we needed prescriptions of things that we didn’t really need.  I told the kids’ doctor that they had all come down with a horrible cough that I just knew was a sinus infection and could we please have a prescription for amoxycillan for each of them.  I told my doctor that I lost my prescription for my daily medication and that I needed a refill…Dan called his doctor and begged for a zpack, saying he knew exactly what he had but didn’t want to come in.

It worked.  We had medication to take with us JUST IN CASE we got sick up at the cabin. I knew that if things got really, REALLY bad, Dan could take a trip down the river and grab things we absolutely needed, but I only wanted to do that if it was absolutely necessary.

I left some flares for my parents on our doorstep with a note instructing them to light them off, every 10 minutes, until we came across the river (and down a bit) to pick them up.  I also left texts for my close friends with instructions on how to get to the pick-up point and told them to do the same thing as my parents.  There was PLENTY of room for the few friends who were left without solid plans.

Then my phone rang.  Patrick wasn’t able to fly out of Monterey.  A plane had landed that had been infected and it was absolute chaos….

ZA: Part VI

;……Zombie Apocalypse….my FICTIONAL story about how the Prasils would handle a Zombie Virus.  To start from the beginning of this pretend tale, click on “ZA” in the categories tab at the right………

It’s a good thing I only have a few friends, it made calling them (okay, let’s face it…texting them) a lot easier.

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Cenone – Andy was out of town, but she had booked the first flight to Minnesota and they were going to meet there.

Hailey – She and her mom were going to their cabin.

Tara – She was waiting to see what her plan was going to be — but she knew she was making one. Christian was talking to some people he knew who had a remote cabin and lots of backup supplies.

Megan, Noah and Joe – They were going to load up their Honda and head to the Salmon River — take a boat (with family) way upriver.

Megan – She’d already left for Homedale after hearing reports of a deadly virus.

Okay, so my friends were set and I knew where they were going to be —- which made me feel a lot better. I knew we could meet up at some point.

As for the rest of my family, Josh and Patrick, it was harder to get a set plan out of them. Pat booked the first flight back home, but it wasn’t for 2 more days. I knew my parents would wait for him, but I also knew that with so many of us, we needed to get moving and just wait for them at our destination. Josh and his wife, Liisa, were going to just kinda wait things out — wait until the threat was a little more real, instead of just a rumor. And if it was, indeed, very real, they would go and rent a sail boat and sail out of Astoria. Because josh sails. Duh.

It sounds pathetic, but we’d seen enough movies to know that in a few short months, things would be different. Very, very different. Even if things weren’t exactly like they are in the movies (which I knew they wouldn’t be) I knew enough to be prepared. Being OVER prepared is much safer than not being prepared at all.

Dan and I knew exactly where we were going to go, the idea hitting us after we’d done all our preliminary prep. His dad has a cabin upriver, but on the other side…accessible only by boat. That’s where we were going. His mom and dad were on a cruise in Europe and his sister was with her husband’s family in N Carolina. It was empty (and had been for quite some time) and was the perfect place for us to go. Now we just had to get the boat out of storage, fueled up, and packed.

We had work to do.

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Just so you all (*cough Shelley cough*) know…I don’t actually think the world is ending. Or that there is a zombie virus out there, ready to strike. I mean…I don’t think there is.