The hating game is as prevalent here as anywhere. I'm at a FOB that I always thought of as all for one, One for all. The cutest tiny FOB in the land. But things change and backs get stabbed and feelings get hurt. It just reminds me that Words said can never be taken back. Now a whole group will suffer for a few and that is a shame.
Pain and sorrow, difficult assignments will always be around us, but isn't that what makes us human? Our ability to cope and do the best we can with what we have. Life gives us lemonade, it's up to us to sweeten it for the good of all. I've been cautioned against talking to enemy V, (for you medical persons or not, we would give the psychiatric people something to calm them and our favorite term was Vitamin V)...enemy V- get it. This person is supposively poison, but if you're reading me, you know that I think everyone is functioning to the best of their ablility. I'm nice to all. Still, I know it's bad when the whole camp talks. Somebody needs a friend. Say a prayer...
My buddy is getting transferred- oh no! I cried a lot. He is one of the most outstanding, upright, kind, thinks of everyone but himself good fellow that I have ever met. He's younger than my son, but when I grow up I want to be just like him. He was not popular among a very few due to his commanding presence, but he was genuine and extremely caring. No one knows yet how much he'll be missed, but I do. I feel sorry for everyone and I fear they will be sorry they chased him off.
Then, the ever present terrorists. I saw on the news how the US foiled a bomb plot on a major airline headed for the States. Will this never end? Day after day threats, fear. How about, if you don't like me please stay on your own side of the street and I'll stay on mine. Case closed.
Speaking of, I'm here far away and my neighbor has her claws outstretched. My next R&R is planned around my next court hearing from her mad attack on my car. She still taunts and harrasses although I'm not there. So OK, court it is. I never pressed changes, but my insurers did, so off I go. This is ridiculous! I will be very happy to see my family and friends, so it's a win for me!
So practice love. We're only on this planet for a short time. I think I'll go and spread some now!
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Our daily walks
It's officially hot and I'm cutting my walks down, which I'm proud to say that we do 1 1/2 miles a day. Not that it's far, but we make the time to do it is the point. I may be using the gym where it's cool any day. I hate to exercise until I'm doing it. I hate the time it takes to get ready to go to the gym.... change your clothes & shoes, get water, wait for your buddy or wait for a treadmill. It's much better to grab some water and go walking.
The other day, at about 100 degrees, I'm walking and I noticed that I had downed a bottle and was only a 3rd of the way. My skin is changing colors daily and have a new appreciation for the blond hair that I acquired when I was home. I believe that it is reflecting the sun keeping me cooler like the stylist, (who talked me into it), said. I had it touched up once by the hair shop on the FOB and the girl that did my hair completely dyed the blond highlights out and turned it a really nasty shade of brown. As cheap as I am, all I kept thinking of was how much it had cost for the dye job and she wrecked it. I went and got a box of dye from the PX and immediately dyed it back to blond. So I have roots, do I really care about it here...No!
I have always loved walking because it's the "me" time. It's peace and reflection and a chance to view your surroundings. It's a huge stress reliever for me. My new partner is extremely motivating and prompts me daily to make the time, which I would skip many times just because we have been so busy. We can be reached at all times, but I'm a worry wart. It concerns me about how we'll to get to our patients if they call. You can't de-stress in that fashion, so my buddy is so laid back he manages to ease my mind in seconds by making me laugh. Plus he's a lot faster than me, so he can run ahead if we must...God bless his young soul.
It's toasty warm out and sometimes we can see the countryside which looks incredibly peaceful with the Shepard's out with their little sheep and goat. Who can tell the difference? Not me...born and city bred! So, I bought binoculars to view distances and spotted a lone man watching us. We're not going that way anymore. You never know. This is a war zone after all.
The other day, at about 100 degrees, I'm walking and I noticed that I had downed a bottle and was only a 3rd of the way. My skin is changing colors daily and have a new appreciation for the blond hair that I acquired when I was home. I believe that it is reflecting the sun keeping me cooler like the stylist, (who talked me into it), said. I had it touched up once by the hair shop on the FOB and the girl that did my hair completely dyed the blond highlights out and turned it a really nasty shade of brown. As cheap as I am, all I kept thinking of was how much it had cost for the dye job and she wrecked it. I went and got a box of dye from the PX and immediately dyed it back to blond. So I have roots, do I really care about it here...No!
I have always loved walking because it's the "me" time. It's peace and reflection and a chance to view your surroundings. It's a huge stress reliever for me. My new partner is extremely motivating and prompts me daily to make the time, which I would skip many times just because we have been so busy. We can be reached at all times, but I'm a worry wart. It concerns me about how we'll to get to our patients if they call. You can't de-stress in that fashion, so my buddy is so laid back he manages to ease my mind in seconds by making me laugh. Plus he's a lot faster than me, so he can run ahead if we must...God bless his young soul.
It's toasty warm out and sometimes we can see the countryside which looks incredibly peaceful with the Shepard's out with their little sheep and goat. Who can tell the difference? Not me...born and city bred! So, I bought binoculars to view distances and spotted a lone man watching us. We're not going that way anymore. You never know. This is a war zone after all.
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