When I was a little girl, we would go to Oscoda, Michigan where Nana’s brother lives. We would go in the summer for fishing and in the winter for snowmobiling. In Oscoda is a base called Wurtsmith Air Force Base, as shown below:
What I remember is driving by and seeing the B-52’s all lined up ready to go. They were the 5-Minute men in that they could get wings in the air in under 5 minutes. On one trip, my Uncle (who is a retired navigator for the USAF, active through most of the cold war) arranged for us to be able to drive among the planes. We weren’t to stop, but we could drive real close and I could hang out the window and oogle at them. This was a great treat and a rarity, something only a Retired Major could pull off. I have always been a military fanatic. I’ve always loved them. I could never be them, my health has been too bad, but I always have had hero worship the folks who were willing to lay their life on the line.
What prompted this memory? Well, the Sunday news reported that a “location” in NE Michigan is being considered for many of those Guantanamo Bay detainees, and my first thought was Wurtsmith and my second though was “Sure… pick a State that can’t afford to say ‘No’!” So… one small thing triggered a wonderful memory.
So… speaking of sick. I had a 2nd test for that H. Pylori bacteria I told you about several months ago. Well, I still have it. And, it shows. I feel horrible and have stopped eating all but a little bit of food a day. Less than a cup and a half. If I eat too much if feel wretched. I asked for the Dr. that was recommended to me, the wait for him was August 24th. I finally called back and said “I can’t wait, gimmie someone else”. She said “which one” I said “I don’t care”. That really threw her for a loop, because she stuttered for a second. She said, “You have to choose.” I said, “I don’t care, you pick one. The soonest.” That really threw her for a loop, because she stuttered for a second. Finally, she said “We have 5 men and 1 woman” and I said “Gimmie the woman” and I got in August 6th. That’s this Thursday. Thank God. I’m about down to feeling like absolute kack here, I need something done, quick. I’ve been feeling really bad for about 6 months now and I’m done with it. It’s exhausting. I’m tired of it. Don’t take this to be suicidal, because it’s not, but a person just can’t live life like this. Seriously.
So, y’all have a good Monday. Mine’s been iffy. I was intentionally left out of a meeting at work that was about my software module. If they would have told me that they wanted to do a Gap analysis from someone who isn’t involved with the product, I would have been ok. But no one said nothing. So, I went and scheduled an appointment with the Big Guy (head dood in charge) and bluntly asked him if I was being fired. He said absolutely not, and told me why they were doing it that way and I’m ok with it. I told him that in the future, perhaps one should be told that, rather than thinking the worst.
I gotta run, they expect me to work around here… go figure!
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