There are many times in my nursing career where I have laughed, smiled and joked with my patients and being in Afghanistan has not changed that one bit. The other day a young Soldier came into the bay with his leg traumatically tangled and twisted (later to be amputated) by an IED. My usual spiel includes "my name is Stacy, I am one of your nurses...there is going to be a lot going on for a while here, but be patient and we'll keep you updated as we go...blah, blah, blah" Well this young guy was covered in mud and dirt from head to toe which left him not able to open his eyes and his only question was "Are you hot?" I just laughed and moved along, but its the times like that in the Trauma Bay that leave me smiling and realizing how rewarding this whole experience is. And even in the worse of situations to the average person back in the states, is still another day of an important role we play here. Despite all the BS and bickering, its all worth it in the end. So again I say to my family; don't worry about me! Worry about the guys who are patrolling in uncharted territory and cross the wire on a daily basis. The military takes care of their Medical personal. Promise!
And what's another birthday without a little celebration in Khandahar? I turned 27 this past week and had the best a day can be out here; got to take a nice nap after being post call (in house), played some Hockey, got some Schwarmas (like gyro's) and drank some near beer with friends. What more can a girl ask for?
My ankle was coming along nicely and I even ran yesterday, almost 2 miles without pain...until today when I played soccer without my brace. Big mistake. I cranked it pretty hard and I won't be playing sports for another few weeks now. If I wasn't so stubborn it would be easier :)
Until next time, ciao ciao!!
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