Monday, September 27, 2010
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Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Num Nums in the dirt
It still needs work, but eh it's good enough for what a preggo lady who isn't even allowed to vacuum can do. We have rabbits, so we put up a small garden fence around it because I didn't want anything to get eaten before we could.
I have heirloom German Queen and heirloom cherry tomatoes, green/red/banana peppers, Ozark Beauty Strawberries, cucumbers, Icebox watermelons, and blueberries. Still have a little bit of room so I don't know exactly what else to plant. LOL
Oh, I'd also like to add that I have to keep a VERY close eye on Tora. She has been known to bite worms in half and give you the remainder. I have to watch her more than I did Gabriel and Katheryn combined when they were 18 months. I only hope that this next one isn't as bad as all 3!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Unseen Scars of War - Pt 1
I was going to go into his background with the 19th, but I'll just say they did not treat him the same way as they did the other officers and I believe it is because he put his men and their safety before kissing up to them. Fort Knox was not prepared for a full unit to come back from a 15 month deployment. They had just set up the WTU a few months before the unit came back and Tom had absolutely no support from his command. The WTU was so unorganized that they "lost" one of the patients in their care only to find him 4 days later dead in his room. I believe because he didn't show the anger/violent symptoms commonly associated with PTSD, he was pushed aside and nothing was done excpet here...take this sleeping pill at night to sleep and this upper in the morning to function... We made it through the anxiety of being out in public and he was sleeping through the night. He seemed to have completely gotten over it. Even his COL this time said that he never would have thought Tom would have been sent back or had any issues. We were all taken by surprise. Tom came back totally different this time. I am so glad that he has a command that actually cares for their troops and is 100% supportive of him during this time. It has meant alot to both of us. I hope that Karma catches up with the original 19th's command that cause the unit so much stress and messed up so many of the soldiers.
Now for my problems. lol Tom's sleeplessness is taking it's toll on me as well. While Tom is a great help, he is more needy of my help now as well. Which is kinda ironic because right now I need him alot to do simple things for me. I have almost 8 weeks left in this pregnancy and have already been told by my midwife I'm not allowed to vacuum or do anything more strenuous than that. They are watching me close to make sure I don't go into pre-term labor with this one like I did with Victoria (I was 2 cm dialated at 32 weeks with her). Pushing the cart grocery shopping kicks my butt and causes me to have Braxton Hicks contractions for the rest of the day. I feel bad for having to ask him to go shopping with me (especially if it's to a place that might be busy). We've scheduled when and where we go out as to how crowded it is. I feel so bad and helpless because I can't really do anything to fix him. I know it's something he's going to have to do for himself. I am with him and support him 100%! Which is very rare. At least 8 out of 12 guys in his current group are divorced or in the process and the others don't have a great relationship with their wife. It's hard not knowing what tomorrow will hold. We literally take one day at a time because each day is different. The memory problems are just as hard. We were having a converstation about getting a new mailbox and 2 sentances after the first, he had not clue what I was talking about. I have to remind him most times what we were going to do or where we were going for dinner (if we go out). I am just glad that we were stationed very close to family for the kids sake. The grandparents can take them out and go places that Tom and I just can't. The hard part is that they just don't understand at all what we are going through. His dad understands though (he is retired Army during the Vietnam era), but strangely his mom is clueless.
I have my reasons for saying things I have said even though it might not make sense. I just didn't want to put all the background behind some statements in here. So while it makes sense to me, it might not to you. I pray that none of your spouses will ever have to deal with PTSD.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
What's your definition of Veteran?
It seems that there are many definitions of what a Veteran is. To me a Veteran will always be that soldier who fights on foreign soil to protect our freedoms. Why you might ask do I believe a Veteran is one who has done at least one tour of duty? That is simple. Anyone can join the Army and do their time and then get out. Avoiding deployment for whatever reason. Can you really say that those who choose certain jobs knowing they won't deploy are veterans? How can they watch their brothers and sisters sacrifice all going off to war while they stay home on their comfy couch out of harms way? Shame on them. Those soldiers whose courage and honor give them the strength to leave family and loved ones at home while to protect the great USA. While they are sad, lonely, and not necessarily wanting to go off to war their sacrifice will always be felt by those who appreciate their service.
Also, thank you to the many families who sacrifice so much as they support their soldiers while they are off fighting in a foreign land. You are also not forgotten. I know all too well the hardships of deployment and the sacrifices families make.God Bless our true Veterans and their families!
Commentary: It’s time again to count the cost of freedom
(click the above title for a link to the article.)
By Joe Galloway | McClatchy Newspapers
Veterans Day has come around again, as it does every fall, arriving with a new crispness in the air, the woods painted in glorious color and the days of a year that seemed new just yesterday now dwindled to a precious few.
If none of those signs had signaled its arrival, the advertising of big sales at the malls would have reminded those without more personal and less commercial ties to military service.
In this year, the last living British veteran of World War I died. The last American combat veteran of The Great War died in 2007 at age 108. The last of the Greatest Generation veterans of World War II, who once numbered some 15 million and changed the face of this nation, are slipping away fast now. The veterans of Korea, the forgotten war, are fading away, too. The ranks of more than 3 million who served in the Vietnam War are thinning out, as well.
Our ongoing wars in Iraq and Afghanistan are contributing a smaller but steady stream of new veterans joining the ranks. Political and military leaders are analyzing and deciding on a future course in Afghanistan that could lock us into years more of combat and many more new veterans.
Military service today, however, is reserved for the few who volunteer, unlike the days of big wars and conscription or the draft, which filled the ranks with millions of young men.
Today in this nation of 300 million, fewer than 1 percent wear the uniform, and, with their families, bear all the burdens and sacrifice of protecting and defending the rest of us who give little thought to those who pay the price for our freedom.
It isn't right, and it certainly isn't what those bold revolutionaries who ripped a continent out of the hands of a king at the risk of their own lives and property intended for the nation they created.
The least the rest of us can do is show a bit of gratitude and respect for our veterans, old and new, and for those serving under our flag today on foreign fields of battle. They don't start the wars. That's up to the political chicken hawks who so proudly and loudly bang the drums and march the sons and daughters of other, quieter citizens off to bloody battle.
If there were a fair and equitable requirement for national service — if the chicken hawks had some skin in the game — I wonder if they'd vote differently on those resolutions enabling and paying for wars without end. You seldom hear old soldiers prescribing war as a solution for anything.
Today's wars are bringing home hundreds of thousands of new veterans in dire need of jobs, education, medical and mental health care and a warm welcome home to a nation grateful for all that they've so selflessly given.
More than 30 percent of returning combat veterans, many of whom have served two or three or four or more combat tours, are in need of skilled counseling for post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). Others are victims of traumatic brain injury (TBI) from the blasts of the enemy’s powerful homemade mines and bombs. Still others have lost arms and legs.
We owe them not only respect, but also the best medical care this nation can provide, although that's a less popular a vote for the drum-banging warmongers on Capitol Hill than any measure to dole out billions for the latest defense industry boondoggle.
The same Pentagon bean counters who happily rubber-stamp more no-bid contracts for contractors who've been stealing millions or billions for years also concoct plans to raise the fees and co-pays for veterans' health care insurance.
They also pressure military doctors to search for some pre-existing mental health issue so they can deny a PTSD claim and throw a soldier out the door with no health benefits.
Shame on them for doing that. Shame on us for letting them get away with it.
Veterans Day is just around the corner. Think about what that means besides bargain day at the mall. Think about whom we owe big-time. Write or call your Congress critter and offer him early retirement if he or she isn't voting right on these issues.
If you hear a band playing or read about a small ceremony honoring veterans, go there and say thank you to the men and women who have given so much for your rights and freedoms. It will bring a tear to their eyes.





