Well, as of 07:09 EST (15:39 local time) 730 days ago I decided to play hop-scotch on an IED, losing of course.
Over the last three or so days I have attempted to enumerate the things I lost that fateful day. Even though I am an AKA now I have truly lost nothing. What I have gained during this experience, from the building of new friendships and strengthening of others to gaining a more thorough understanding of whats really important in life - that alone was worth the price I paid.
Things are still moving right along for me day to day here at 7th SFG(A) but I am ready to be done and move on to being with the family. I ran into a small issue with repeated cases of cellulitis in my left residual leg; the infectious disease doc thinks its Osteomyelitits. I have a consult at Univ of Ala-Birmingham Ortho clinic tomorrow to get the word on a treatment plan. Other than that lil issue i am still kicking ass and taking names.
Looks like I will be retired about May time frame and headed back into the civilian sector, hopefully into Emergency Preparedness at the local/state level.
If any of you get down to the Destin/Ft Walton Beach/Navarre are over then next couple months look me up.
Thank you, each and everyone for your thoughts, prayers, and assistance over the past two long arduous years as I recovered from my injuries.