Some guys doing PT on their own
(A good idea in reception, so you can try and stay in shape)
These entries are from the letters that Brandon has mailed to me.
Last
night really sucked. Fire Guard had started. Fire Guard is where two
people have to stay up for an hour in rotating shifts throughout the
night. It wasn’t even my turn, but everyone doing it was so noisy I only
slept about 15-30 minutes at a time. Woke up with a headache that has
stuck with me all day. To top it off my stomach is acting up too. For
breakfast all I could eat was a bunch of fruit. I’m hoping I start
feeling better before we actually start basic. I can’t imagine doing any
physical fitness right now feeling like crap.
We
started the day after breakfast with all our shots and filling out
medical forms. One shot in the butt – still feels like a charlie horse.
Two shots in the right arm and one in the left, then four little tubes
were filled with my blood (my DNA kit). Next came the hearing test. 8
guys stuck in a very small box. Everyone was sweating and tired. It
seemed to take forever. One dude had to stay behind because on the plane
flight from MEPS he lost all hearing in his right ear. Not sure what’s
going to happen with him.
Lunch
was lasagna, which i ate, but nothing else, my stomach is still not
100%. After lunch we filled out our DEERS paperwork and all other financial
paperwork. DEERS is for all the benefits for dependents. Then there was a
lot of sitting around listening to briefings (Red Cross etc.) trying
very hard not to fall asleep.
We also took photos of our company and I had to put on my soldier face (no smiling).
We finally have another break, I tried to call my wife and she didn’t answer…damn.
*side
note: I heard a rumor that the sergeants can’t swear. It’s pretty funny
to listen to because everything is “doggone”, “where’s the doggone
thing”, “you better straighten up your doggone collar” etc. You still
hear a four letter word every now and then, I can’t imagine the Drill
Sergeants hold back. In fact, he walked in last night and saw we were on
our phones and started screaming “Get the fuck off the phone!!!!”
*another
side note: The D-Fac (aka Dining Facility) has a fascination with only
using spoons no matter what you are eating. Have you ever tried to eat a
salad with a spoon?
We
had chow tonight, my stomach is still a bit of a mess. I basically only
ate veggies. As I sat down and realized they have soft serve ice cream
machine. What a temptation, but I’ll be staying away from that. Right
now everyone is just hanging out in the barracks. Nobody is sure how
long we have, or if we’re here for the night. Rumor is we may be
shipping out to basic on Thursday. There are a lot of different
personalities here. There are a group of guys that just can’t stop
talking and joking. I hope I don’t end up with them in basic. I see a
lot of "smoking" (this is what they call a physical punishment like
push-ups etc.) in their future. There is this one guy I can see totally
breaking down and quitting. He already gets picked on a lot by the
recruits, I fear a drill sergeant is going to tear him apart. There are
also 3 foreigners who are joining to get their American citizenship.
Pretty cool, I didn’t even know there was such a thing.
This shows the process we went through to get all our shots at Fort Benning.
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