My work day yesterday was from 8:30am-8:00pm. I took a lunch brake at 4:00 to run out to Oakfield to catch some of Megan’s soccer game. I was there for the start of the game and I could not believe how weak she was. She could not break full stride at any point. This, the girl a year ago, who would never slow down. She has lost a lot of weight. It broke my hurt to see her this way and the concern I have weighs so heavy on my days.
At 8pm I left work to drive home. On the drive down our rode I noticed all turbines with blades facing north/south. A light breeze straight out of the west.
Completely exhausted I went to bed at around 10:00. I fell asleep quite fast as usual, because of being so tired. At 12:05 I woke up and looked at the clock. I tried to think “sleep, sleep, sleep, and don’t wake up”. But it was no use I was wide awake. I had the feel I often get of pressure in the room. I also had to pea really bad. So I got up and went downstairs to the bathroom. I then went out on our back porch. I sat down and could feel the earie feel even stronger outdoors. I had a feel of pressure. The feel you have for those few second when you are at the top of a rollercoaster just before you go down. But it is constant. I also feel the swoosh, swoosh of the turbines. It is real loud but yet the feel to me is very strong. The swoosh, swoosh feel along with the pressure makes me feel nauseous. I go back inside. The feel isn’t quite the same in the house. So I go back up to bed. At 1:00 Jason’s alarm goes off. I reach over to rub his back so he knot’s I’m awake. I ask him if he can feel that? I know he doesn’t, I have asked him before. He get’s up and I go downstairs with him. I run a glass of water and place it on the table just to see that it is still. Seeing the water still in the glass calms me, as I have done this many times. I then know the house is not vibrating. I go back up to bed. I lay there trying to think of only sleep. I try to push the feel away. I try not to think the thoughts of this feel is what wrips Megan’s intestines to have ulcers at the age of 16. It is the feel that makes Josh loose control of his bladder in the middle of the night. I pray that we will leave and all will be normal again. I pray that nothing else bad happens before we get out. I try to calm my mind and think heal, heal, heal, sleep, sleep, sleep.
I was still awake at 4:47 and I know for quite some time after that. I did fall back to sleep somewhere before 6:00 when my alarm went off. But I know I was barely sleeping. I woke quite easily considering the little amount of sleep I got. I went downstairs. I walked back out onto the back porch. I could immediately feel that same feeling I had in the middle of the night. The turbines were turned like the wind was straight out of the south.
Ann Wirtz, Wisconsin, 5/14/09