McArmy, me, Montana, StMary
Changes have been the only constant in my life recently.
They changed the nursing position at my work which cuts my hours and my contact with residents. Starting November 1 I will be in charge if insulin dependent residents. Pill popping will be turned over to med techs. I will be doing lots more paperwork including care plans, new admits, auditing the MARs for errors, and other responsibilities not quite defined. I don't know if I'll like this or not.
My favorite med tech, the one I work with on weekends, left for a much better opportunity. I'm thrilled she's got a great new job. I'm sad for me and the residents. Rose had been there for over 3 years. She was awesome!!
McArmy's best buddy got blown up in Afghanistan. Montana(A nickname I call him in real life) stepped on an IED. This is better than driving over an IED the blast goes outward. Montana has shrapnel injuries on his left side, he almost lost his left eye, TBI, and various other explosion related injuries. Please pray for Montana to regain his vision. Montana is now at Brooke Army Medical Center in Texas, his 19yo wife by his side. He'd been deployed less than 6 weeks.
I burst into tears when I saw the pictures of him last night. It's not super bad but I cried for him and the pain he's suffered. I cried for his new bride. I cried for the man who was so excited about being deployed and serving his country.
Then I cried some for me. Because it might be McArmy in 13 months. Because these things do happen to people we know. There is NO magic field that protects us from tragedy, harm, war, the bad things. Twenty one years old, married since May, and he was blown up.
I cried for those lives lost and soldiers injured since 2001 in Afghanistan and Iraq.
I cried because this isn't a war our children should be fighting. I cried because we, as a country, should be smart enough to get out of the Middle East now and forever.
(McArmy was very upset about his friend and will be visiting him at Thanksgiving.)