I was working in a Red Cross shelter in eastern NC during Fran. The shelter was in a rural high gym. We lost power early. Then we had some windows blow out and then a piece of the gym roof peeled back. Scary! Once the storm was over and the all clear was given, I was able to find my way home among all the downed power lines and trees. I got to my home which was OK, but power was off. I packed up some food that hadn't defrosted, grabbed some clothes and went to stay with friends whose house was on the same grid as the local hospital and had power.
For the next week, the flooding wrecked havoc- the city was completely surrounded, no one could get in or out, and this lasted about one week. Because I was staying in town near the hospital, I was not cut off or isolated. I carried the emergency Mental Health beeper and bag phone. We had to use the National Guard to get us across flood waters to check our patients staying in various shelters in the area to make sure our patients were stable and had meds and at night I'd be in the emergency room trying to divert patients unless we had no other choice-- the psych units and detox/SA treatment facilities in the east were closed and we were diverting only the most urgent/emergent cases to western NC as Raleigh/central region were at capacity. If we did have to hospitalize one of our patients, we had to use a network of sheriff deputies and national guard to get folks out of town and into hospital across the state.
It was one long week, but showed me that people can and will really pull together to be helpful and do the right thing.