Another sugar fueled Halloween has come and gone and with it, the two year anniversary of the blog. And, by default, the two year anniversary of being out of the Navy. Except that we've recently discovered, we sort of aren't.
Let me esplain. No, let me sum up. (Princess Bride, anyone?)
Donald is on temporary retirement for five years, at the end of which he will be reevaluated as to whether or not he goes on permanent retirement. He's been diligent about jumping through the yearly hoops, seeing mental health and tracking with his meds. About a month ago, the Navy called.
Two years and not a peep but when they call and say you need a full physical and mental evaluation, asap, you really have no choice. Furthermore, when they refuse to accept either your local doctor or the doctors at the VA, you have no choice but to haul yourself to the nearest naval facility.
Does the Navy not realize that Oregon has a VA hospital but not a single naval installation? Going to the army hospital at Ft Lewis, WA wasn't good enough either. Absolutely had to be the hospital at Bremerton, WA where his complete breakdown originally happened. Oh, goodie. Let's stir up the PTSD pot, shall we?
So, Donald complied, staying in Bremerton less than twenty four hours. And really, we aren't even sure why it was necessary or what will come of it.
Happier topic: I thought I would post photos of the boys from last night. #1 did a reprise of the Headless Horseman, last seen in Portsmouth, VA. He had a bit of a wardrobe malfunction while trick or treating (apparently not being able to see ruins the fun just a tad) so he came home to hand out candy with me.
I tried to convince him that I could nip up to the attic for the costume box we've lugged all around the world. The conversation went like this:
"You could wear my coconut shells and my grass skirt! It would be hilarious. Come on, just Do It!"
He turned very slowly to me and said, "Yeah, that would be really funny. But my DIGNITY is worth more than a sucker!"
Have I mentioned that I love this kid? This is what I get for trying to talk him into being a transvestite hula dancer!
|Savor that tea!|
|Why does this photo frighten me?|
|Pretty relaxed for being headless!|