posted on Jul, 6 2012 @ 08:52 AM
As long as he could remember, he wanted to be a Marine. He had grown up the son of a Army officer, and wanted nothing more than to follow in his
father's footsteps. At an early age he had read countless books on the Marine Corps infantry, and decided that would be the route he would go.
When his dad returned from the first Gulf War he was stationed as an ROTC instructor. His dad took him on many field exercises and although he was
only twelve years old, he picked up on the system quickly. He continued to prepare himself all the way through high school for the journey he was
about to endure.
On September 11, 2001 he had already signed all the paperwork to enlist, and watching the second plane hit the tower that day, he knew that he had a
purpose. The rest of that school year was a blur to him, as he concentrated on preparing for boot.
Shortly after graduation he shipped off to MCRD San Diego. Upon arrival, he realized that it wasn't as mentally challenging as he had expected. The
new recruit felt at home, as he had been brought up in a very strict military family.
On training day 27 after a class, three platoons were running from the classroom, and he was pushed into a lightpost. He went flying ass over tea
kettle, and was knocked out cold for a couple seconds. Waking up and regaining his composure, he ran to join the rest of his platoon in formation.
The pain was intense, but he powered through it, until one of the Drill Instructors started screaming at him. "Why are you bleeding all over my deck
recruit?" He did not know and responded "This recruit does not know sir!"
Upon inspection at the sick bay, it was found that he had fractured his leg and elbow. He was told that he would need crutches for twelve weeks.
This was devistating news, as he just wanted to get this over with and be a Marine.
After a couple weeks in the medical platoon, the recruit was told to go to the dentist and get his dental work done while he waited to get healed up.
The dentist was going to remove his wisdom teeth, but needed to take some x-rays first. Upon returning with the films, the dentist stated that the
recruit must go to the Naval Hospital for further tests because of an issue that was seen in the x-rays.
The recruit spent the next several sleepless days wondering what the dentist had seen.
Upon arrival at the Naval Hospital, there were many x-rays and catscans performed on the recruit. The nurse sat him down, and asked him to wait for
the doctor. Several minutes later the doctor came in and said "You're going home" and proceded to explain what he had found.
The doctor had found a minor medical issue that really didn't effect the recruit, and that the recruit had told the MEPS doctor about during his
Since this issue had been overlooked by the doctor at MEPS, the Marine Corps offered to pay to fix it before discharge, but he would have to stay on
base for twelve to sixteen months. He decided that he wanted to go home since he could no longer achieve his goal, and denied this offer.
Three weeks later, upon arriving home, he felt worthless. He was in shock as to what had transpired and how quickly his dreams had shattered. He
spent many months trying to party his thoughts away. Many people told him that it was "God's plan", and he might have died in Iraq or Afghanistan.
What they don't realize is that he thinks about whether or not he might have saved a life one day.
10 years later, and MY DREAMS ARE STILL SHATTERED!