A stroke of bad luck....
I got a bad case of stomach flu or food poisoning last week. By mid-Thursday I was dying. Later in the training day my peers got to watch my breakfast and lunch come out of me and see my body whither in the dirt.
Friday came and I was on bed rest, missing out on 1 hour of instruction and training. That one hour threw my airborne career about 2 weeks back in the cycle.
So here I stand at the beginning of 3 weeks again. Super depressing but tomorrow is another day. I'll have to live like i did in basic. Day by day. Eventually it'll be done.
Here we go again. Hoo!haa! Airborne!
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