Well... better. So back to it.

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The symptoms of shock have passed.  The pinky tip turned from dark blue/black to a red bloom.  It'st still numb, but... it seems to be doing okay.  After resting a bit, just on my butt not on my back, I think... I might be ready to go out and try to do a bit more work.  How much can I get done?  I don't know.  The hand might get worse, and the work is brutally hard.  A foot of snow, or more, is... even with the snow blower... a lot of lot of snow, weight, resistance.  I'll do what I can.  Might not be much.

Yeah, it's still snowing.  Or was the last time I looked.  It wouldn't surprise me, if this keeps up any at all, if they close the week.  This is the sort of time where I fear the loss of electricity.  I have other means, but they are weak, untried, and would have to be sorted out on the fly.  A prepper?  Sure, but a crippled one.  Yeah, okay, so I need to begin practicing with these things.  Then again, that is part of the purpose of camping.  The two go together quite well.

I have some things that would more easily be ready.  I have plenty of blankest.  I have several ways of heating and cooking, if those would take a bit more to prep.  Although the grill, even if outside, could be put into use quickly and easily, just not sustained for all that long.  Ugh...

Anyway... I'll see if I can clear the bits I had cleared, then begin from there.  If I can add another level to the middle path... which has two swipes, mostly, already, I might be able to use the snow blower to go from that middle section and cut swaths to the side.  I'm not sure, really, if anything will work well.  It will probably have to be a bit of machine and shove.  It... is a lot of snow out there.  What doesn't kill you is supposed to make you stronger.  Later.