Word to Your Mother....

I know, I know...It's been, like, forever since I last posted. Well, my lifes been hectic and I've been more occupied than usual with other things. Getting ready to transfer, or not....we'll see what my DH does.

Let's start where I left off. I was off on thursday and I hung out with my buds, watching movies and such. I worked my ass off on Fri Sat and Sun. Who would expect anything less, right? I guess I've got something to prove now, and I'm confident that I'm doing a fucking badass job at it. I've got new motivation to be the best damn corpsman on the floor now. It's like a new energy. Being baptized by fire, and coming out unscathed. Still waiting to see what happens with previous events. My chief hasn't talked to me yet, and I'm not sure whats going to happen. But until then, I'm determined to show them how good I can be. On Sunday night I made a deal with my nurses, where I took three patients and they took the other three I was assigned to. This means they did the vitals, meds and such for their patients, and I did the same on mine. It made it a whole lot easier on me and I did a bang up job that night, only fogetting to do a couple things, but catching myself before they got out of hand. Simple things that really didn't make a big difference. I even gave report to the on-coming shift on my three patients. That was cool.

On monday, my bud was out PT'ing with the Marine Liason getting ready to go to Field Medical Service School, where they teach you about being a field corpsman with the Marines. He's got orders to leave here on Oct. 16 bound for 29 Palms CA. This would put him less than 6 hours away from his 2 yr old daughter, who he hasn't seen in about 6 months or so. Anyways, they were out running with flak jackets down a steep, bumpy road. He said he was right behind the Sergeant looking right at the back of his head. Next thing he knows he was on the deck screaming in excrutiating pain and grasping his calf. He rolled into the ER and they took X-rays. What happened is he rolled his ankle and chipped about a 1 square cm chunk out of his Tibia and they think he tore a couple Ligaments because the opposite side of his leg was swollen like a grapefruit. His ankles fine, but his leg is fucked up. On monday and Tuesday nights I hung out with him, watching movies and chilling in his room because I just wanted him to know that I was there for him if he needed me. I'm here for all my brothers.

Work last night was ok. We were busy from when I got on at 1830 till about 0000. Then from then it was slow until about 0300 when we started morning routine. Fun stuff. I did, what I think was, another bang up job. I'm fast on the path to redeeming my indiscretions.

Well, thats about all thats new in my life. I'm going to get a new Cell Phone on Friday. Thats right I'm finally getting a Cell Phone. After Sprint screwed me over when I transfered here I have been a little leary about getting another one. I do have a phone here in my room, so I'm not completely cut off from the outside world.

I'm going to end with a song that I think is pretty cool that I just heard for the first time a couple days ago.

When passion's lost and all the trust is gone,

Way too far, for way too long

Children crying, cast out and neglected,

Only in a world so cold, only in a world this cold

Hold the hand of your best friend, look into their eyes

Then watch them drift away

Some might say, we've done the wrong things,

For way too long, for way too long

Fever inside the storm,

So I'm turning away.

Away from the name (Calling your names)

Away from the stones (Throw sticks and stones)

'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us

Keep your thorns 'Cause I'm running away,

Away from the games(Fucking head games)

Away from the space(Hate this head space)

The circumstances of a world so cold

Burning whispers, Remind me of the days,

I was left alone, in a world this cold

Guilty of the same things, provoked by the cause

I've left alone, in a world so cold

Fever inside the storm,So I'm turning away.

Away from the name (Calling your names)

Away from the stones (Throw sticks and stones)

'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us

Keep your thorns 'Cause I'm running away,

Away from the games(Fucking head games)

Away from the space(Hate this head space)

The circumstances of a world so cold

I'm flying, I'm flying away,

Away from the names(Calling your names)

Away from the games (Fucking head games)

The circumstances of a world so cold

Why does everyone feel like my enemy,

Don't want any part of depression or Darkness,

I've had enough sick and tired,

bring the sun, or I'm gone,Or I'm gone

I'm backing out, I'm no pawn,

No mother-fucking slave to this,

Never lied

Never left

Never lived

Never loved

Never lost

Never hurt

Never worry about being me, or anyone else

Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about Anything

Backing out, giving up, no mother-fucking Slave to this,

Never lied

Never left

Never lived

Never loved

Never lost

Never hurt

Never worry about being me, or anyone else

Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about Anything,

I need to find a darkened corner,

A lightless corner,

Where it's safer and calmer,

I'm turning away.

Away from the name (Calling your names)

Away from the stones (Throw sticks and stones)

'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us

I'm running away,

Away from the games(Fucking head games)

Away from the space(Hate this head space)

The circumstances of a world so cold

I'm flying, I'm flying away,

Away from the names(Calling your names)

Away from the games (Fucking head games)

The circumstances of a world so cold

---Mudvayne, "A World So Cold"

Navy Doc out...