worldablaze

Haven't been online much these days. Well, we didn't end up moving, which is very fortunate. We did, on the other hand, end up with a much shittier schedule. That's usually how the army works, I guess. Things always have to get a little more stupid before the end. Oh well, only 3 or 4 more weeks before we start packing it up to finally get the fuck out of here. I've already started shipping boxes of my stuff to an associates house back in NC. But as the clock is ticking, I have to consider the negative aspects with the good. My knee is still fucked up, stiffens and cracks under strain, gets painfully immobilized by impact such as jumping down from the truck. This presents a significant concern. It's been several months now with only minor improvement. I'll need to get it checked out obviously, and I'm worried it'll need surgery. If so, that will delay SF selection by several months, which would be very bad, needless to say. I have to get the fuck out of my unit. And if I go to selection the way I am, I risk failing or hurting it worse and ruining my chances all together, which is unacceptable. Either way, I'll have to get a medical profile so that they can't make me jump out of planes, which they'll inevitably do as soon as we get back. What a fucking predicament. This is the first time I've hurt myself in the army. After all the shit I've endured without a scratch, I end up fucking up my knee just bullshitting, wrestling right before I planned to go to selection. I don't even usually take part in any of the stupid horseplay, and the one time I do....well, that'll teach me I guess. Either way, I'll make it work. I am making it into SF, period.