1.5mmn people without drinking water, Albanian shows the horror that brought the hurricane to Porto Rico

Three quarters of the country's hospitals have no electricity, and the damage to the property caused by the hurricane amounts to billions of dollars.

 

Puerto Rico has long been praying to President Trump, who has decided only these days to send relief supplies - some 500 million tons of them.

But until help arrives, the situation on the island under U.S. government has been very serious.

An Albanian, Ardian Kraja, has shown the horrors we left behind in the power of one of the most powerful and destructive hurricanes ever seen.

STATUS:

Good afternoon and hello to everyone!
I know we spent a few difficult days together because of communication and the unforeseen situation that was created.

For all those who won't read the diary of this period filled with anxiety, I thank them from the heart for the support and love they showed during the difficult days of the witchry.

When I stabilize the Internet, I will find the opportunity to return and connect with everyone.

At the end of the text you'll have some more suggestions on how you might face the difficulty of this nature...
Thank you!

Yauco, Puerto Rico

Day one, Wednesday, September 20, 2017
For dinner we got together from our house, some students and a group of doctors in hospital. After we ate dinner, we drank from a glass of wine, had conversations and, like Karaibes, we closed it with karaoke. We realized that the moment was slowly approaching. First the lights go out and then the internet. About 12:30 p.m. I went to bed after I sent my parents a video that I hope they didn't put online.
By two o'clock in the night, the wind began to rise to intensity gradually. At five o'clock I hear the door of the knocking room and my friend calling me: ” Ardi, wake up! She is here” I woke up and said to myself: <x2... Be a god-heavy, who's come to us in the morning since morning... . But he was talking about her, Maria's shit.
From the balcony I saw a normal wind accompanied by a normal autumn rain falling. There was no sleep whatsoever. We were drinking coffee, we were watching rain, and the only worry was that we couldn't connect with families, me in Florida and my friend in Texas...
After a while, my friend began an allergic reaction with sneezing. I advised him to take a Benadryl tablet and from that moment on I spend most of my time sleeping. He woke up, he had something to eat, he opened the balcony door a little bit, like to see them “better: x1> and he slept again. And I took a book and I decided to follow it through this window for 12 hours in a row until 8:00 p.m.
From hour to hour, the intensity of the wind and rain grew. Gradually I started sharing the noises. There were two kinds of explosions, the one coming from inside the house, from a window hole or from under the door that was cleaner and with a higher tone and the most intense external explosion. She then thought to” ” was the unremitting wind, sometimes you even had to open your mouth to balance pressures with the middle ear as if it were entering your brain. How come he didn't get tired...? !
Sometimes a window bolt opened, I had to close it. When the wind was changing, the rain found a way to get through the windows, so for a long time I had to sit in my hands so that there wasn't much water in the rooms...
By 2:00, I thought it was over. Some cars and some “bookmaster” went down the street. This period didn't last long, after half an hour everything started all over again. The wind became the most intense “bite” and rain...
There was a moment when there was another sound. It was like a helicopera noise that lasted about 30 seconds and stopped, after a few minutes it started again. My friend Dr. Ramirez, explain to me this: “this is the sound of tornadoes that are created inside the harycan, so we must not be too far from his” It seems to be Cuban experience and I trusted him completely.
By 6 p.m., I started to slow down, and by 8:00 p.m., it was a rain in Shkoder and wind like in Lezha...
At dinner we went out to look around for the damage. A tree fell from the other side of my car, apparently knew it was bought with money.
(...photos will set them up another day)
However, this hard day ended. He fell asleep, and the ears were still on the open...

Day two, Thursday, September 21st
Although the hospital was very close, we decided to drive so we wouldn't get wet. That day I was a security doctor. Almost flooded roads, traffic lights were down, branches, waste and trees on the street. The car radio didn't catch any station, the TV wouldn't even talk. The hospital was like a war. The elevator and air conditioner did not work, the water chambers, the sick in the corridors, on a few main lights, on a scale up by flashlight, for computers I believe you understand, you don't even understand, they were covered with plastic so they wouldn't get water... in the emergency of a couple of wounds, one for Dr. N's head of electrical residences...
However, even that day closed without water, the pump that supplied the hospital collapsed. The heavy wind, sweat and wetness had become almost unbearable.

Day three, Friday 22 September
We spent the afternoon sleeping and afternoon gossiping about who and how it might have happened. The rock was just a skunk and it wasn't an asteroid, that the other possibility of the state was... to be so powerless that there wasn't anyone in it! Even some of the cops we asked them on the street raised their shoulders and had no idea what had happened and how big the bull was,
Even though I was on a cut, it was impossible to go to the airport, and I didn't even know if it was open or not... I don't have any surprises. This was the second ticket I burned for Florida. The first one with Ira.
Anyway, at dinner I sat down drinking a glass of wine and consuming the refrigerator food that was gradually melting.
One day before the oatmeal began, and the days ahead could not be sold and bought alcohol... ..strong country! :p
At dinner we saw a movie that Dr. Vasquez, a friend of mine from Miami, had shut down for days without lights, so we saw it from the computer.
Even this day, there was no one left on the street, (I mean, working), or an electric machine or an excavator or anything, just poor cops were at the top of duty... no traffic lights and a risk of increased crime...

Day four, Saturday 23 September
It's been normal for you to wash with a bottle in the morning, like we learned.
That day we went to Mayagues, a nearby town, to see what had happened. Trees and pillars falling everywhere. The house wasn't damaged, it meant there was someone on the tuk that was covered with tinkery that could've been blown away, but the houses here are mostly taxed and the windows are tinged, so they're solid houses with concrete blocks.
When we returned to Yaucu, we were lucky, we found an open club that was subx0x1nding the law and selling beer, $1.1 canary... really nicely, it wasn't taking advantage of the situation and doing honest trade to lower the people “x3> that had broken them down.
We had a few drinks, and we kept drinking it at home watching a movie on the computer.

Day five, Sunday 24 September
I woke up early after a night of zagushi and decided to write a journal for these days, and then events come to be forgotten.
Finally, a King Burger is open, we could enjoy a morning of fried eggs... and then we found another coffee <x0Waldock”, which means we taste it when others do it and pay it, that we weren't bad for coffee
We took several photos in the city, from the park, stadium, municipalities, etc., and floods across the river. Today I saw two electric cars fixing a pole. So things were starting to move...
Later I started teaching 500 more of my friends here... ... we marked the time as Sunday and Sunday that was...
In the afternoon we went from the operational center. There came some American bodies (FEMA) and began to assess the damage that was caused. First visit was started with the hospital. There we were able to communicate with them, and within minutes we were connected to a number that we requested through their satellite phones.
So a deep concern was lifted, we showed that we were alive and strong and that we were able to connect with our families.
They also informed us that the most damaged area is the northeastern area of the island, so, southeastern where we are, the damage is smaller! !
He left one more day anyway. Today we're a little bit more relaxed after at least getting together for a few seconds with families...
Tomorrow the new day, the week, the new news... ..so we closed it with a glass this week with my friend Dr. Vasquez, after Dr. Ramirez was a 24-hour guard tonight...

Day six, on September 25th.
In the hospital. It had begun to become a function. It was cleaner, more smiling people, a little more light... Anyway, I think I got it all figured out. When I was shooting an emergency wound, there was a moment when the lights went off and we continued our work with the flashlight. At the moment, I remembered the Military Hospital in Tiranne and Shkodre Hospital in 1997...
We're told we can stay home, because there's a little sick and a guard doctor is enough. What we can do at home is a god you know, at least we'll delay time in the hospital...

Day seven, Tuesday, September 26th.
Today I finally saw some people who were off the streets and were seriously cleaning branches and broken trees, I saw a couple of dirty cars and five poor cops who deserved a lot of respect that were trying to keep order on a cross. This was the state at the moment. Then I rarely saw an end to gas, with bidonas and cars, and also a rare amount of over 300 people in the bank, for pre-x0... ”>
As an Albanian, I work with <x0Cash” and it's a good thing I don't have another problem...
The radio's added to a music station, and that's it!
One of the phone lines that operates in Puerto Rico has started so that in some areas there is a signal, “Claro” has the name, while the telecommunication giants are still silent!
The oral news says San Juan is more destroyed, light and water, and the airport is closed, just for some military flights... and I said!
They're transferring all patients from the hospital. There are three left in intensive care. I think the hospital is going to turn into an operational center. FEMA, but more info I'll call tomorrow after I'm a doctor guard...

Day eight, Wednesday, September 27th.
Medic guard. Work goes on. The other hospitals around are packed or there's some difficulty in transportation, so we can't transfer with patients. At least there's water in some rooms and corridors. Obviously, air conditioning, elevator and computers don't work...
Lunch was also pushed into some hospital food, but dinner reminded me of cat, canned and some cookies. We took water from the car, collected all the dirty money from which they were from, and we bought a dozen bottles... Survival!
Depression is growing. One of three people cries without cause and little things. Of course I get into that category and try to keep the balances of the people around me!

Day nine, Thursday, September 28th
After I got back from the hospital, we did a root cleaner to the fridge. He seemed young and we were sorry to leave him empty, so I filled him with cans.
Today was technically the day Tana would come here, but of course she shouldn't have started. They say there's only 10 flights a day, and they're more military. So there were three tickets burned this month, so I can cancel that we'll get the money back.
In the afternoon, the signal went up again on the phones “

Day 10, Friday, September 29th
Since the water on our floor has stabilised, I've decided to pour out the tanks that we filled, with efficiency, I've been washing the car since morning.
Ley seca (law said no alcohol) I complete his mission today.
Anyway, I'm hoping to find the Internet today and drop the journal that closes up here for you guys. I'll keep going again, but I believe that's enough for you!
We reached the final point and I believe the rise has begun.
Day one, Saturday, September 30th
Today I traveled about half an hour to find the Internet, to Ponce to the highest point in a hotel.
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Suggestions!
1- Do not stay in a country where there is corruption and laziness!
2- Don't ever leave your house because you don't know, and you can't even go back to where the streets are blocked and flooded... Of course, leave it immediately if it's in the flood zone and they're in danger!
3- Always keep some cash for wet days!!
4-For water and gasoline you know yourself... the more, the better !
5- Konserva, powder milk, crackgers, cookies, cereals for kids. Rice and macaroni if you've ever secured a gas heater before.
6- You don't know what happens to the roof, a strong blue plastic is good to be in a private corner... if you don't know any good roofer
Seven-generators is an investment that's always worth...
8- Don't forget the medication for the sick and a doctor friend is never “tepert”.
9-identify the person who gives you stress on the day of Hurrican and advise him to have a “Benadryl” ... I could drink another day if you continue “shale”.
10 Remember, danger is not turricanic, the hardest period is behind... The glass that separated me from the storm was ordinary glass and, uh, not impact!