The rumor mill is up and running here in Afghanistan. Since we are on a need to know basis, it's very difficult to know what to believe. You know for certain once you are participating in an action and sometimes even then it's recalled. So I hear we are being moved elsewhere, or a base is being moved here. It depends on who you talk to or what official paper you read. This hill was taken or that town had a demonstration. There's a hit on a Captain, Major, Governor, you name it. This one is getting fired, promoted, moved...oops, that happened. And people actually change their behaviors based on these little tidbits. Maybe we should be our best, do our jobs and stay safe and let tomorrow worry about itself. But that's not as fun!
Someone actually told me, (ME-the medical person), about malaria, food poisoning, and bed bugs that's going around. I think I would be the first to know. Just in case, I literally ran tripping and screaming to the nearest Vector Control buddy to ask. That is the one thing that might make me pack up and run home. The answer was no! No bedbugs. Whew, that was close!
Computer bugs is another thing. Internet is spotty in the best of times. Guesses are thieves inside, spies outside, security all around. Did anyone consider that this really is a war zone and sometimes we have limitations? I just thank my lucky stars for a communication medium that reaches to my family and friends. It really does make living through each and every ground hog day possible. So we live in a contained setting. Few people get outside in the danger zone. You know it's bad when we are the ones that envy that. So people talk about the war and the things the we deal with daily... Dirt, Food, Sleep. It amazes me that no one talks about work here. It might be that it's the only truth...work is all we do. Boo Hoo... contracts end. I can't wait to tell stories about my time here when I'm back home. And that's the truth!
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