It's been an emotional turmoil of a week.
Tuesday was one of those, "I'll always remember where I was" kind of moments.
I as usual was sat in front of the computer. Twitter suddenly began to move very fast and I noticed a hashtag for #eqnz. I immediately brought up a column on tweetdeck and it was obviously serious as the stream was moving so fast it was impossible to read. Soon there were pictures coming through and as I saw them I was first horrified & shocked. My horror and shock soon turned to disbelief as I thought, "No those pictures can't be real someone is putting up made up pictures of buildings being demolished". I continued to believe that it must be some cruel hoax for a wee while as more and more conflicting and confusing reports were being posted on twitter. One minute the hospital was being evacuated and the cathedral had collapse then those reports were refuted by someone else. It was only when I turned on the TV did the full horror reveal itself to me. Just like 9/11 I sat glued to the TV for the rest of the afternoon unable to comprehend fully what was happening.
Overall it has all been too much. I was so relieved to hear my ex midwifery and good friend colleague who now lives in Christchurch was safe. I found I was tearful as I was told which surprised me. I thought living over in Australia would have made me immune to such feelings. I cannot even begin to imagine what it must be like to actually be in the middle of it.
This picture has now become synonymous with the quake and to believe you are wandering around a monument one moment and your life is gone in another is too tragic.
Tuesday was one of those, "I'll always remember where I was" kind of moments.
I as usual was sat in front of the computer. Twitter suddenly began to move very fast and I noticed a hashtag for #eqnz. I immediately brought up a column on tweetdeck and it was obviously serious as the stream was moving so fast it was impossible to read. Soon there were pictures coming through and as I saw them I was first horrified & shocked. My horror and shock soon turned to disbelief as I thought, "No those pictures can't be real someone is putting up made up pictures of buildings being demolished". I continued to believe that it must be some cruel hoax for a wee while as more and more conflicting and confusing reports were being posted on twitter. One minute the hospital was being evacuated and the cathedral had collapse then those reports were refuted by someone else. It was only when I turned on the TV did the full horror reveal itself to me. Just like 9/11 I sat glued to the TV for the rest of the afternoon unable to comprehend fully what was happening.
Overall it has all been too much. I was so relieved to hear my ex midwifery and good friend colleague who now lives in Christchurch was safe. I found I was tearful as I was told which surprised me. I thought living over in Australia would have made me immune to such feelings. I cannot even begin to imagine what it must be like to actually be in the middle of it.
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