Because I got bored after we got home from the hospital. I spent 6 hours in the waiting room...FML
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Ken was suppose to depart for Saudi Arabia for a year and I was going to move in with my Sister until he get's back. That was
the plan anyways. However, it seems as though fate had something else in store. The timing just seems too
perfect for there not to be a reason. It's 3 weeks until his departure and it was his last day of training - he was racking a machine gun and it got stuck. He tried to unjam it and it bit him back and it broke his right ring finger pretty badly; to the point where a normal "splint" wouldn't cut it. He needed surgery.
If you know anything about the military, then you'll know that they're not going to send an "injured soldier" over seas. Thus! He is no longer going to Bahrain and our plans are pretty much ruined. MAYBE. There is a small chance that they will depart him out in a few months or in another year, which wouldn't be bad. I guess I'm just upset about the whole thing because it was almost time to start packing and then BAM! Plans ruined! But as I said, the timing was too perfect. It's almost as if it was meant to be. I can be at peace with that.
I suppose I'll have to wait to cross off my Japan/Island adventures from my Bucket List. We had originally intended to go to Japan, Ireland and a Caribbean island in-between and after his one year stay in Saudi Arabia. Hopefully he'll still go. I also intended on using his "away time" to go to school because the school I wish to attend is located in Florida and we're stationed in VA. Gah! So much shenanigans in one week, this is stressful.