Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Visiting Relatives, Doctor Visits, Back to School and other Recent Issues

Oh, I hate procrastination.  I’ve cumulated a lot of blog topics this past summer and didn’t even type one blog.  I’m kicking myself in the ass right now.  I wanted to get at least four done before the next semester started, but it looks like I’ll be doing them during the semester and quite possibly the next one.    Anyways, let us talk about my summer this year.  First off, my dad came to my house to visit, or at least I thought that was his intention in doing.  He brought over a load of things that were mine, along with some furniture, towels, and some olde clothes of mine that I thought were long gone.  I was happy to see my father, he was around for the Fourth of July in my area, which was at high risk for fires going out of control if not put out properly.  In fact, my area was in a code red meaning no one could cook, smoke, have any campfires, or do fireworks during the holiday.  It was like that for a good month here in Pueblo.  The reason for it was because the state of Colorado had three major wildfires this past summer, with the worst one only fifty miles southwest from me.  It was interesting, though sad because two of the wildfires were created by people being careless.  I really don’t think people nowadays know to build a proper campfire.  Well, as I’m going off-topic, let’s get back to my dad.  As I thought he was coming here to visit, along with bringing some much-needed stuff, his plan was to come live with me for a few months!  I was kind of shocked about this when he told me.  I mean, I love my dad, but I don’t want him to move in with me.  I and he cannot live together, it has been tried a few times and it simply doesn’t work.  Also, my dad seems to have it in his head that he wants to leave my mom, which should’ve happened over twenty years ago.  It was his decision to stay with my mom after they got divorced, which was an extremely bad idea from the get-go.  So, now being I have a house my dad thinks he can just move right into my place.  As I said before, I love my dad, but we cannot live together.  It just doesn’t work.  So, he ended up staying for three weeks, which was plenty and left me some money, which I can always use.  He hasn’t contacted me since then, nor has my mom.  However, I should be hearing from them in the next couple of weeks as my birthday is approaching.

One great thing that did happen this summer for me was finally getting my first medical evaluation since leaving the Army.  It took some time to get it scheduled, but I finally got the appointment and went through with flying colors, well, a little bit I guess.  The evaluation took an hour, and I had to go up to Colorado Springs for it.  The end was the result of it was I am officially diagnosed with PTSD.  The doctor that did my evaluation was shocked that the Army didn’t diagnose me before, but I’m not surprised about it.  The Army loves to not take responsibility for their own actions.  The plus side of it is my disability is not going away.  Now, I’ll have to get my DD-214 updated with a permanent disability, not a temporary disability.  This comes up to another project I’ve been thinking about the past few months of this year.  As some of you may know, I have another blog here, called Ass Kissers and Toxic Leaders, talking about some of my experiences and my views on the US Army.  I’ve decided I want to take this a step further and make a book of it.  I will still be adding entries into my blog, which will result in a collection I will put together for a book.  However, this is going to be a challenge considering the Army is not going to just allow a book to talk about all its bad sides to be published.  I would still have to bring my manuscript to DoD to get their approval, which I know they will not approve a book showing the Army in a negative light.  This is why I will still be adding entries to my blog.  In fact, a couple months ago I decided to put disclaimers at the end of each entry in that blog, just to avoid any kind of legal action that may try to intervene.  The doctor that evaluated me said she knew an investigative reporter that would like to know more of my story.  Unfortunately, I forgot to ask to give me the info of that reporter, so I’m looking around for someone to help me with the book.  Also, I began to look at some of the repercussions that would happen if this did get published successfully.  First, I may lose my disability. Then, most if not all, the benefits that I got after leaving the Army.  And finally, nearly every Veteran I know, along with the few friends I have are still in Active Duty, will turn their back on me and say I shouldn’t have done it.  But, I don’t care, it needs to be told.  I’m already talking about it online, and I haven’t even scratched the surface yet.  So, stay tuned with my blog. 

Finally, I am back in school after deciding to do another semester.  It’s already been almost a month now since it started, doesn’t feel like it though.  This semester I’m taking more credit hours than the last one, and I’m liking every class I have.  The teachers this time around are awesome, and I got my disability locked into the school, which means I get to take my tests in a separate room away from the rest of the class.  My anxiety is still pretty bad, but I’m trying to get it under control as much as I can.  After my diagnosis, I have to go to the VA Clinic in my town twice a month to get monitored.  A lot of the same people are still at the school from the last semester, so a fair amount of familiar faces.  I just wish my stipend would come in very soon, but then again, I got signed up very late for this semester.  I need to make a note to not wait till the last minute to sign up for classes.  Now, time for homework! 😎











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