Long story short, my head hurts.
Things are busted and no one knows what!
Important things I learned though!
I differentiate words better then colors,
My left hand is faster then my right,
I can read fake words very well,
If you ask me to draw something 3 times throughout the day and I didn’t remember it the first time, the next two times you ask, guess what …
If the story isn’t gripping or exciting, I will probably not care enough to remember, especially when I can see a bird is on the windowsill … pretty bird …
You can tell me 15 words over and over again but the likely hood is I lost interest after the 4th,
My spelling and math skills are not up to par to where I think my education is … but I still know that pie ‘R’ round and good cakes ‘R’ layered,
Hospital Cafeteria food still sucks,
If at first you cant find a parking space, drive a mile away and walk, it because none will come available,
If they suggest you take a potty break, there is more then likely a good reason,
The big one though …When asking me about my past and history, expect to get little in the way of answers,
The truth is, going to the VA hospital reminds me every time how good I have it!
I still have all of my limbs,
I can still use all of my limbs,
I don’t have large portions of my skin burned off,
I don’t have to go to the bathroom, and have someone else clean it up,
I don’t have a fear every time I hear a crash or bang,
I don’t hit the ground and crawl under a truck when I hear a whistle, helicopter or plain,
I don’t have nightmares that take me back to relive things that no one should have done once … so often,
I can still, over all, function, well even I might add!
Most people have no clue I have any problems so I guess it isn’t that bad after all?
The VA has changed a lot over the years.
So much so that when I got out I refused to go because it was so bad.
It HAS changed though, a lot, and it is not so bad now … dare I say good?
Today I saw people without legs, arms and on all kind of different machines used to keep them alive.
There pride and self respect has been taken away from them, so many people have forgotten them and worse what they have done for us as American’s.
These men and woman have given more then there lives.
Some of these Vietnam Veterans have been waiting for their bodies to fail now for over 30 years.
More then a few of them wish for death every day.
Even worse how about all of the Veterans lost in the Prison systems across America?
Just because they didn’t fit in when they got back because they saw and did things that made them to be different from the rest of us.
How is/was it right for us to let them end up being there?
Wasn’t it, and isn’t it, our responsibility to look after them and for them when they needed us most?
I mean, isn’t that what they did for us?
We as the Last Super Power care more, and look out more, for others in foreign lands then we do our own brothers and sisters here in the states?
When will the leaders of this Great land of ours realize that WE ARE THE JONESES!
Stop trying to keep up already, it’s time to sit down and take care of our own already!
Please, just every once and awhile remember them.
Isn’t that the least we can do?
Didn’t they get enough pain and heartache when they got back and then again over the years in their sleep?
Say a prayer for them every once and awhile, or a nice word to one of them in passing, … I mean, didn’t they give up enough for us, so that we could do both of those things?
3 comments:
You may not remember trivial things. You may not remember numbers, colors, sentences or long term memories. But what you do remember is far more important. You remember that we are here for a reason, and that reason is to help one another. At a time in history when most all around us are self centered and egotistical, you have the guts and fortitude to stand up and let us all know what you are made of, without so much as a care regarding what anyone thinks. Furthermore you let us know what we should think and sometimes don't. Thanks for the reminder.
I'm proud of how you think, and who you are.
ps...You remember me, right?????
I know have not said it enough but there is not a day that goes by that I am not proud you are my son and that I have the honor to bear your name.
I hope I never again let you down or I make you ashamed that we have the same name.
When ever I am asked to say a prayer at Church, I try and remember you and I ask a blessing on the people serving in the Militay and those who have served in the past.
It not for all of you, we would not be what we are today.
I also pray for you and our entire Family ever night.
PS: don't forget that Million Dollars you know me OK?
Ditto, to Capt Underpants' and Dad's comments. Plus - you made me cry, you rotten little creep; no easy feat, as I have no heart!!! }=/
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