After a very very long day yesterday, I made it here.
A motorcycle ride to the airport, a plane to another major hub, a layover where I met other Army-types, another plane ride to a hole-in-the-wall airport, a bus ride -- less than 12 hours of travelling, yes, but a lot of waiting around. Hurry up and wait, the Army way.
Today we tried to start training. Didn't work very well. Spent half of the day waiting for our passwords to be issued, then come to find out that we can't get online. Which is where all of the tutorials are. Tutorials for things that I studied last year: Word, Excel, Access, PowerPoint... Leave No Soldier Behind, I suppose? Or is it Death by PowerPoint? I guess we'll see.
So today? Worthless. But I'm here, and that's a first step in everything.
They asked for volunteers, so I volunteered. I deployed and spent a year in the sandbox. I came home. The Army decided I was too broken to serve any longer and gave me temporary medical retirement. I'm a civilian again and married right back in. My husband is gearing to deploy. In the meantime, I have a strange love-hate relationship with the Army. Sometimes it sucks, sometimes it doesn't.
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- I'm a contradiction all by myself. Soldier and student. Stargazer and computer geek. Boots and music. Paper pusher and globetrotter. It all works out in the end.
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A bit of history...
There was a call for volunteers to deploy in Spring of 2006. I volunteered, was selected, passed the screening process, and was sent to reclassification training to go from being a bandsman to a human resource specialist. After graduation, I was home for roughly a month. I met the rest of my new unit right before we were sent to mobilization training. Once validated, we were sent overseas in support of Operation Iraqi Freedom.
I left university, quit my job, dumped my foreign boyfriend, and said a few very painful goodbyes. But I don't regret it one bit.
In early August, I was MEDEVAC'd out of the desert. My unit was just a few weeks away from going home. Now my only job is to get better. The irony is that they returned to their homes before I did.The Army has offered me disability and temporary retirement pay. I'm taking it. Bye bye combat boots.
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