realisim and annoyances
Today we got our field combat life saving class.
It all seems suddenly more real, and i'm not certain that i would be able to handle a situation in which someone got injured--maybe in the action of things life just reverts do another more primal state locked away inside my head, but just looking at the pictures of injuries and seeing the "experiments" to prove that some of the technologies they used on a pig work . . . Granted nothing i saw today was as bad as the video i saw in AIT (the Army training school thing for my MOS [job]) but it still left a sort of horribly somber feeling in me.
On a sort of different note.
After class i was happily napping trying to remember the procedures i needed to take (should a buddy get injured) but erase the images from the slides and videos a few minutes before. When the loudest, most repulsive 11b (Infantry) i have yet to run into walks in the barracks throwing insults around like they don't have any repurcussions. If i hadn't been in a relative happy place or had access to my IPod i'd probably be fine. However, right now i hope that fat f*cker dies in a flaming car crash. end of rant.
It all seems suddenly more real, and i'm not certain that i would be able to handle a situation in which someone got injured--maybe in the action of things life just reverts do another more primal state locked away inside my head, but just looking at the pictures of injuries and seeing the "experiments" to prove that some of the technologies they used on a pig work . . . Granted nothing i saw today was as bad as the video i saw in AIT (the Army training school thing for my MOS [job]) but it still left a sort of horribly somber feeling in me.
On a sort of different note.
After class i was happily napping trying to remember the procedures i needed to take (should a buddy get injured) but erase the images from the slides and videos a few minutes before. When the loudest, most repulsive 11b (Infantry) i have yet to run into walks in the barracks throwing insults around like they don't have any repurcussions. If i hadn't been in a relative happy place or had access to my IPod i'd probably be fine. However, right now i hope that fat f*cker dies in a flaming car crash. end of rant.