Good to go for another year...
Dec. 12th, 2006 02:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexpgpThe flight surgeon went over the results of my physical, performed a few more exams, and pronounced me "qualified in accordance with Air Traffic Controller standards." I'm good to go for another year, it would seem.
I didn't get much sleep last night, as I was kept awake by my burbling abdomen until wa-a-ay past my normal bedtime. I honestly don't know if it's a result of having returned from the cruise (change of food), or of having gotten a flu shot (with everything that entails), or a combination.
Whenever I get a flu shot, my mind goes back to those adventurous days of youth, when I was a boot at Parris Island, standing buck naked, in formation, along with everyone else in my platoon in a very large room in the Navy dispensary. They ran us through a gauntlet of corpsmen holding air-operated injection guns, so that by the time they got through with us, we were pocked with subcutaneous blisters filled with vaccines of every type.
The next day, I had enough of a reaction to all that excellent stuff coursing through my young pink body that I earned one day's "light duty" (which disappointed my senior D.I., I think, as he was hoping I would be of use in a side bet he had placed with the senior D.I. of another platoon, related to the respective performances of our units in "close combat" exercises).
Yesterday's injection was done the old-fashioned way, using a syringe, and I suppose I feel well enough right now; in any event, there's no use dwelling on it. Upward, etc.
I just got a call a few minutes ago regarding a short assignment tomorrow, which is also A Good Thing™.
Cheers...
I didn't get much sleep last night, as I was kept awake by my burbling abdomen until wa-a-ay past my normal bedtime. I honestly don't know if it's a result of having returned from the cruise (change of food), or of having gotten a flu shot (with everything that entails), or a combination.
Whenever I get a flu shot, my mind goes back to those adventurous days of youth, when I was a boot at Parris Island, standing buck naked, in formation, along with everyone else in my platoon in a very large room in the Navy dispensary. They ran us through a gauntlet of corpsmen holding air-operated injection guns, so that by the time they got through with us, we were pocked with subcutaneous blisters filled with vaccines of every type.
The next day, I had enough of a reaction to all that excellent stuff coursing through my young pink body that I earned one day's "light duty" (which disappointed my senior D.I., I think, as he was hoping I would be of use in a side bet he had placed with the senior D.I. of another platoon, related to the respective performances of our units in "close combat" exercises).
Yesterday's injection was done the old-fashioned way, using a syringe, and I suppose I feel well enough right now; in any event, there's no use dwelling on it. Upward, etc.
I just got a call a few minutes ago regarding a short assignment tomorrow, which is also A Good Thing™.
Cheers...
