Another beautiful day here in Djibouti, Africa. After pulling a 24 hour shift, I've got enough downtime to write this blog and do some laundry before getting my ass back to work. Not to bitch too much, since I love working in surgery. Anyway, it's almost Thanksgiving and, damnit, I'm determined to make the most of it. I'm actually out of the Navy and should be moving back to Louisiana next summer, which has put the light at the end of the tunnel. I've decided that running everyday probably isn't the healthiest way to deal with issues in life(although it's not bad that it helps me stay in shape) so I'm giving this blog thing a shot to try to at least put my thoughts down where I can see them. I hope these don't come off as just bitch sessions, although I'm sure some of them will be just that. This morning, I had a guy walked through the door because some of his fellow soldiers found out he'd taken an entire bottle of prescription meds. I'm not used to dealing with patients much because of the fact that, in surgery, most of them are asleep. I took care of the kid until the doc got there and we could further treat him. Instead of dwelling on the negative, I'm trying to take something positive away from the whole experience. I like to think that I help people everyday at work, but when something like this happens you really get to see the difference you make in a person's life. Even if it's just being there to comfort them when their in a shitty place. I can't wait to get back home to LA, but until then there's no reason I can't enjoy where I am and keep my eye on the light at the end of the tunnel.