June 2, 2004
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I know this is a little late for Memorial Day…but I’ve been out doing soo much I never had the time to sit and write. Memorial Day never really meant anything to me. I never knew anyone who went to war and just didn’t really understand…I suppose I pictured myself in a bubble protected from all that “bad stuff”. Not that I don’t admire and respect those individuals who fought/fight for our country, it’s just that it never really hit home with me.
Well, I’m at the Naval Hospital in Bethesda for my pediatrics rotation and it’s hitting home in a major way. The press has soo skewed our views of this war and what our guys/gals are going through. They focus on the deaths, the mistreatment of prisoners, Bush’s bumbling. What about the thousands of men and women who have been injured in battle? They’ve lost limbs, been tortured, have suffered. Their bodies have withstood things that I never knew the body could….and they’ve lived. Everytime I see one of the injured soldiers walking, crutching, or being wheeled around the hospital, I am again reminded how heroic they are. And the kicker? They are proud for what they’ve done for their country…they don’t want pity, they want support. So, even though I may question our staying in the Middle East…I admire the men and women who have fought valiantly over there.
Comments (4)
I’m with ya – they are doing it to make the world safe from madmen like Saddam. I stand with them.
I have some kewl pictures I should put up on my site soon in regards to this…
They truly are amazing men and women…all that they went through and are still going through. I don’t think people are nearly as thankful as we should be.
Don’t get me started on our idiot media. You are absolutely right, the majority of our men and women in uniform are to be admired for the sacrifices they have made in the name of freedom. God bless ‘em.
The picture you have of the kids on the side is just beautiful.