posted on Aug, 12 2006 @ 03:12 PM
Morphine, methadone, a muscle relaxant, an antidepressant, a stool softener, Viagra and Valium. All this medication taken down with a large glass of
O.J. just to get this poor guy to feel like “a zombie walking around.”
This soldier believes exposure to depleted uranium has contaminated him and ruined his life.
Since he left a bombed-out train depot in Iraq, his gums bleed. There is more blood in his urine, and still more in his stool. Bright light hurts his
eyes. A tumor has been removed from his thyroid. Rashes erupt everywhere, itching so badly they seem to live inside his skin. Migraines cleave his
skull. His joints ache, grating like door hinges in need of oil.
There is something massively wrong with Herbert Reed, though no one is sure what it is. He believes he knows the cause, but he cannot convince anyone
caring for him that the military's new favorite weapon has made him terrifyingly sick.
In the sprawling bureaucracy of the Department of Veterans Affairs, he has many caretakers. An internist, a neurologist, a pain-management specialist,
a psychologist, an orthopedic surgeon and a dermatologist. He cannot function without his stupefying arsenal of medications, but they exact a high
"I'm just a zombie walking around," he says.
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Herbert Reed has been in contact with many others in his unit that also breathed DU dust. They also are sick and suffer from migraines. Doctors have
told them that it is all in their heads.
[edit on 12/8/2006 by Umbrax]