Sep 21, 2007 12:25
Fresh from a shower and barely minutes after I had donned my army greens, I was begining to sweat profusely. The walk to the bus-stop was fraught with risks of heat exertion as I tried in vain to remain calm and collected despite the furnace building up inside.
Am ensconced within the cool comfort of the bus now as I make my way to the camp. As it is, my back is drenched and the sudden environmental change isn't going to help the onset of the flu that's been harbouring overnight and has become full-blown with all the symptoms to show for.
Unlike some individuals who appear poured into their uniforms with bulging muscles and strapping physiques that entice you to rip their clothes off and dishonour them, today, and usually actually, I am the polar opposite where you might want to call the medic to set a life line and order me to complete bed rest.
The medication's slow on the uptake and when it does kick in, it's going to be right smack during the briefing where I'd be hard-pressed to keep alert and stay awake, what with the sleeping draughts army camps always seem to concoct.
Unfamiliar bus routes are always good for observation and reflection...
ns