posted on Nov, 4 2010 @ 07:20 AM
Good morning ATSers!
While browsing the site and doing a search for the date "July 8" I stumbled onto these older but oh so interesting posts (to me) regarding a solar
storm on that day. I've been searching the web all these months since July to figure out if something happened on that day, (or thereabouts) or if
what happened to me is all just "coincidence". I haven't read of anything "happening" to anybody else.
I was heading out on a bit of a road trip to help celebrate a family member's milestone birthday--alone. It was going to be about a 15 hour trip (one
way) so I rented a car from a reputable car dealer ship as I like to know I'm going to be safe, get good gas milage, etc. etc. when I'm on the road
I arrived at my destination (the pre-booked hotel room) somewhere around midnight, July8-9. Naturally I was worn out and slept soundly. The next day
(Friday, July 9) was my "play day" as the party would be on Saturday, July 10. I took off to do some sight-seeing and first pop out of the box, my
camera wouldn't work. It was being weird: making whirly noises when I turned it on and taking half a pic before going completely dead. I knew it
couldn't be needing charged, but figured it had just decided it was time to show me who's boss and put me in the market for a new camera. Fine
timing. I was not a happy camper.
Later, back again at the hotel, I suddenly had a surprise bout of stomach cramps and diarrhea. I didn't feel bad, just a little tired. I called home
and chatted with my man, he said he'd call me later. I had dinner and waited around for my man to call back. He didn't and it didn't appear I was
getting a signal on my cell. Go figure, I figured.
In the night, another bout took me to the bathroom. (Just as an aside here: I have a strong overall constitution, am not prone or overly sensitive to
illness generally speaking.) I'd already ruled out all the possiblities of anything, if what, I'd ingested as making me queasy.
The next morning fairly early my room phone rang! It was my man: "Are you alright?" he said. "I tried to call you on your cell all evening!" I
explained how the cell wasn't getting a signal (yes yes, I had charged it--did he think I was stupid?) I explained I was feeling just a smite under
the weather--just the nerves of a family gathering and the toll of the long drive I assured him. He told me he'd give me another call in an hour or
so after I got showered and before I left out of the hotel for the day's (by now Saturday the 10th) activity...
I waited the afore mentioned hour--and waited...no call. Finally I decided to call him because I had to get going, and as we already established, my
cell phone wasn't working. I picked up the hotel phone to get an outside line. Nothing. The phone is deader than a door nail. I tried the
Jeesch! Now this was getting freaky.
I gathered up and left but stopped by the front desk and told them about the phone. My "husband" they told me had called in to the hotel to reach me
but before they could connect me the phone system went haywire. They were working on it, they assured me, and had a technician on the way. They were
able to relay the message that they were having trouble with the phones before it cut them off to my husband, and the girl offered me use of her cell
phone to call home if I needed (since I still wasn't getting any signal on my cell). But no, since they'd talked with my man themselves, and assured
him the phones were screwed up, he would know the situation and since I was late already I declined the offer.
I stopped in a small village to pick up a bouquet of flowers at a little shop, but when I got back into my little KIA rental car, (which I'd grown
quite fond of), it wouldn't start. Dead. Deader than a door nail.
Well, okay, I got a jump and dealt with all that good stuff than always only happens when it's raining.
The rest of my trip was uneventful except I continued with my bathroom bouts for another day or so--nothing serious--- like as flu or anything, but
clearly my "system" was a bit messed up. All the younger nephews and nieces attacked my camera and phone after I told my story, delighted at a
chance to compete with each other over which one would be the hero and be able to "fix" my electronics. One of them got my phone to work by taking
out the battery and then recharging again and just in general "playing around" like the techno-smart generation does. Same for my camera--they got
it to sorta work, but it was never the same again and a few days later it was totally dead again. (In fact, I actually ended up getting a new
The rest of my trip was uneventful but when I got back home and refueled the car to return it, my bank card screwed up the gas pump--it was a mess.
They had to shut down their system and re-boot, that didn't work, so it had to be done manually by the manager (who wasn't there and had to be
called in) and then it fluked my bank account by charging the $20.00 for gas over and over and over (Whoa!) until it finally made my bank account
bounce. (Didn't even find that out until a day or two later! It did get all straightened out --eventually.)
The final straw--my (home) computer seemed to have gotten a virus or something and was acting very strange. (It's still not completely right within
Now what could this mean? I think it sounds much like some kind of radioactivity may have been going on--with me or my surroundings? And why just
me--everything electronic I touched seemed to flow out of sync but nobody else seemed affected.
I'd love to get some ideas of what some of the more scientific minds here can make of this! I'm looking forward to your insights!