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Location: Ewa Beach, HI, United States

I got out of the Army in October 2007, and went back to being a Paramedic. I am now working as an RN in Case Management.

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Life Changes

Moved to Hawaii. Working in Honolulu at a smallish hospital as a Case Manager. I guess it's around 500 beds, Level 2 trauma center. Biggest thing going in the state, but still small potatoes compared to the other places I've been. I enjoy it very much, it has a small town feel, lots of free lunches. About the only thing I have to complain about is the racism...but then again, I'm making 6 figures, and the folks that are trying to ostracize me probably make minimum wage. Lots of surfing (when I get time for it), and very chill. Life is good.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

An old friend passes

Once upon a time when I was a wee lad, I worked as a Paramedic in New Orleans. I miss it, and its people a lot. I try to keep up with a few friends from there, but it gets harder as the years go by. I found out today that an old friend Brian Bordelon passed away with the big C. He had been battling "the beast" as he calls it for 2 or 3 years. I have some good memories of Brian, I hope he found his way to heaven.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Life's A-Changin'

Right now, I'm sitting back reminiscing about the last four years. Why? I'm being medically discharged for injuries sustained while on active duty. October first is my last day in the Army. I got myself a job with Forsyth County EMS in Winston-Salem, NC. I guess I'll go back to being a field Paramedic for awhile, and then try to get back into college. After multiple 600 mile trips, I have a house bought, a job waiting for me, and have applied to school and been accepted. So I guess I couldn't ask for a better situation. I guess I'll be a Demon Deacon now!

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

My Year Since Coming Home

Reality hits you right square in the eye. It's hard to imagine what a normal life is while you're over there doing whatever it is the Secretary of the Army decides is best for you. When you come back home, you rediscover friends, good times, going out and being crazy, and of course, what life is like with your unit in garrison. Don't get me wrong, training is good, but train us to fight, don't play silly games with us... I went to the NCO board today. I passed with 3 points below perfect. (147 out of 150) I realized, it doesn't matter how many rules you have, in a combat unit, what matters is that you will be a leader, you won't puss out, and you will be able to motivate your soldiers to the limit if that is what is required to accomplish the mission.

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

A couple of videos

I really don't have alot to say these days. I think I have one nugget of wisdom for you though. When you are bitching about how hot it is this summer, why don't you think about all those guys in Iraq going on nine hours worth of patrols a day in a hundred pounds of gear in a city where everyone wants to kill them? Your hot summer day isn't so bad anymore, is it?
Ok, here are a couple of vids for you.

Sunday, May 07, 2006

The Pain Cycle

Why do we torture ourselves by denying ourselves what we want most? Is it some sense of morality? Who is to say what is moral? Ok, so morals are something that dictates proper behavior which is decided upon by society-at-large. But realistically, unless you are committing genocide, why should you deny yourself the pleasures you crave? In the Army we have a maxim, "It's always easier to ask forgiveness than to ask permission." Maybe in the backwards, inefficient microcosm that is the military, they have one aspect of life figured out! I've been going through alot of uncertainty, and pain these past few months, trying to figure out just where I fit in. I came to the conclusion that it really doesn't matter where you fit. Do what comes natural, and then have regrets, or congratulate yourself on a good decision. Don't stress on a decision you haven't made yet.

Sunday, April 30, 2006

Panorama from the Al-Rasheed Hotel