Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Day 9: Can't think of a catchy title...

Wow, the response to my post from yesterday was both overwhelming and extremely appreciated. I didn't expect so many of my friends to facebook/text me to make sure that I'm doing okay.  I am touched, I really am. 
I want to say that because of all of that support that today was a good day, but that would be a lie.  Today, I felt like I was going through the motions.  We got a ton of bills in the mail, which was depressing.  Also, I went onto base to pick up my prescription for steroid drops for my granny eye.  One good thing was that they only cost me 3 dollars. I guess Tricare's good for something. But, now I have to put a drop in my right eye 4 times a day...let's see how well I remember that.  But, along with my prescription, I got a paper that I have to turn into my Primary Care Manager to get a referral to keep seeing this optometrist.  *sigh*  So, now I have to keep trying to call this doctor whom I've never met, until they finally answer their phone... oh well.

On the job front, I'm going in tomorrow morning at 9am to get all my paperwork turned in and checked out, and then hopefully, if I'm done in time, I'm going to go to in processing at 10am and finally get more information about this job, and hopefully get a start date. *fingers crossed*

On a good note, I got to talk to Kent today on Facebook Chat, which was excellent! Even if it's just instant messaging, or even an email, I love to hear from him! It makes me feel connected to him still. 
Be praying for him the next couple weeks. He's got a big test on all of the Field Artillery things that he has forgotten since BOLC. He's really worried about it, and needs to pass it so that he can qualify to be an FDO (Field Direction Officer).  He's also got a PT test coming up at the beginning of next month, so pray that he does well on that as well.

All in all, a decent day, definitely better than yesterday.

1 comment:

  1. I'm glad you know that we all love you and are thinking about you. Don't forget that. Keep working out!! Turn that emotion into motivation to run or dance!! I think that's just always been my go to solution for getting out of a funk. It works though. :-)