Life has a funny way of passing you by
So i guess this would be one of my more somber entries, the only thing that seems to suck even more about this entry is the fact that everyone else back home is also somber at the moment. Maybe we should all strike up a club; its funny how i had just read the other journals just a couple of days ago and shit could go all downhill from there. I'm sorry for the way i write on lj its just that, i write in a certain "thought method" (or so that's how i see it.), it all flows out... anyways... Life just doesn't seem to be clicking lately, looks like somebody forgot to pay the light bill (life=light switch).
So I listened to david and i have made back to lj with another entry, i had almost forgot i had one with all the work that goes on around here, not to mention the stress and the fact that i miss lunch almost everyday. Ken's schedule= work--->class (during lunch)--->back to work---> get off at about 4:30/ 5:00 p.m. Well at least its not like the schedule back in the states when i was at the hospital in chicago. That was hell, times included 5 in the mornin' till 9 at night, only to wake up again and do it the next day, oh well that's the past.
Recently other than missed lunches and not being able to go back home for christmas, life has still found someway to continue to suck. I guess in the end it doesn't even matter (a little linkin park for you there, nothing worse than somber humor). I just put my skills to the test the other day, to find out if i was a true corpsman there (aka paramedic). Unfortunately, my friend on the island, went out running the other night, and when he got off the track he was feeling fine, but by the time he had gotten to my room, he was in the beginnings of an asthma attack. So me and another friend rushed him to our clinic, and put some oxygen, ekg, and vital signs plus all that good stuff.
How ironic that, that same day i had a code blue drill in the afternoon, ( code blue= when someone goes into shock, or cardiac arrest one of those big ones.) So there i stood with his life in my hands and i began to wonder can i save him, if not what happens next? my other friend called the hospital and they rushed him over there, and not till he was awake again and i heard him talk to me did i feel like i was an alright "doc" (all corpsmen get called doc by the marines). He said thanks a lot and i learned a lot from that night, i was somehow able to keep my composure even though i was scared as hell. Fear; its kinda funny how it works.
Well maybe after i get used to the island, well its not really the island i mean its really nice here, its just the people here, the ones i work with i just don't really fit in well. I guess we all have people issues now. Sab you and me are on the same page there. So i run actually very far in order to heal the stress, i've almost made it to the other side of the island, and trust me that is very far by foot. The only out there when i run is me and the road, i can run a marathon very easily now, hmm didn't know so much stress could improve my run time.
In order to finish this journal, i will now let people know that i'm being deployed to korea this february, don't worry i'll remember to send a postcard (hagaki= postcard in japanese). Who knows maybe i'll get to try out that new gas mask they've made, that i got from the warehouse when i checked in. Anyways i hope everyone gets through their problems, and i'll write later.
So I listened to david and i have made back to lj with another entry, i had almost forgot i had one with all the work that goes on around here, not to mention the stress and the fact that i miss lunch almost everyday. Ken's schedule= work--->class (during lunch)--->back to work---> get off at about 4:30/ 5:00 p.m. Well at least its not like the schedule back in the states when i was at the hospital in chicago. That was hell, times included 5 in the mornin' till 9 at night, only to wake up again and do it the next day, oh well that's the past.
Recently other than missed lunches and not being able to go back home for christmas, life has still found someway to continue to suck. I guess in the end it doesn't even matter (a little linkin park for you there, nothing worse than somber humor). I just put my skills to the test the other day, to find out if i was a true corpsman there (aka paramedic). Unfortunately, my friend on the island, went out running the other night, and when he got off the track he was feeling fine, but by the time he had gotten to my room, he was in the beginnings of an asthma attack. So me and another friend rushed him to our clinic, and put some oxygen, ekg, and vital signs plus all that good stuff.
How ironic that, that same day i had a code blue drill in the afternoon, ( code blue= when someone goes into shock, or cardiac arrest one of those big ones.) So there i stood with his life in my hands and i began to wonder can i save him, if not what happens next? my other friend called the hospital and they rushed him over there, and not till he was awake again and i heard him talk to me did i feel like i was an alright "doc" (all corpsmen get called doc by the marines). He said thanks a lot and i learned a lot from that night, i was somehow able to keep my composure even though i was scared as hell. Fear; its kinda funny how it works.
Well maybe after i get used to the island, well its not really the island i mean its really nice here, its just the people here, the ones i work with i just don't really fit in well. I guess we all have people issues now. Sab you and me are on the same page there. So i run actually very far in order to heal the stress, i've almost made it to the other side of the island, and trust me that is very far by foot. The only out there when i run is me and the road, i can run a marathon very easily now, hmm didn't know so much stress could improve my run time.
In order to finish this journal, i will now let people know that i'm being deployed to korea this february, don't worry i'll remember to send a postcard (hagaki= postcard in japanese). Who knows maybe i'll get to try out that new gas mask they've made, that i got from the warehouse when i checked in. Anyways i hope everyone gets through their problems, and i'll write later.