Yesterday, I had a bone marrow biopsy and heart scan
scheduled that had me on edge, we all know the feeling. The biopsy was easy. The massive heart scan plate centered itself
over my heart, but I was no longer in the room, I was running, ammo was
scattered across the ground, Tommy’s body was next to his overturned jeep. I knelt, felt for a pulse and started my CPR
checks, head, chest, arms…..the lower half of his body was gone. I lifted his head up and cried. I have not gone back to my first soldiers
death for many years, why today, and then I realized, Tommy had come back to
remind me, I’d had lived through much worse days.
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