FREEDOM!

I am now in Kuwaitt. Compleatly done with the mission, now all there is is reintergratoins classes. While I question the real need for this in my own life, I can reconize that it is neccisary for the force as a whole. In any case I am just thrilled to be here.

My wife, who is amazing, has moved down to texas awating my return. She has an apartment, while sparcely furnished it is still a place to be us. I thought we were going to be living in a one bedroom hotel until I moved but she found an apartment. Praise the lord.

Today has been the best day, because today was gear turn in. All that weight that has been lugged accross the globe is no longer mine. The best is the rifle, no longer having to carry that thing from chow, to work, to the stor. I Feel Free, if not like I have forgotten something from time to time.

Well I will be seeing you all sometime in the months to come. Christina has a better idea of when and how.

I’m a hypochondriac, and so am I

The doctor look perplexed at me. Can’t say I blame him, I was distraught over clean test returns. Nothing is wrong with me.

I have been having something going on, I’ll call it a “fluttering” because I have don’t know the medical vernacular. It has been around for about a week, but I am stubborn about going to the doctor for just this reason. However the other night I was wakened buy it. SO I go in.

They ran a test, it was a lot of fun, it was like looking for a machine we haven’t used yet and “trying it out”. Mostly they tried everything because they were finding nothing.

In the end I was told I am healthy, oh good. Now, I do not want to be sick, but I don’t want to be crazy either. The Doc, suggested that it might be stress. Eh; I think the stress thing is something that Doctors say when they don’t know, but they don’t want to call you crazy.