I take opiates every day for the past 24-years. If I wait too long between doses, my body seems to lock up with pain and a lack of flexibility. When I take the dose to get moving again, it doesn’t knock the pain that is constant and almost never ending since a parachute accident at Ft Bragg in June of 1987; covered with a poncho and assumed dead, a chopped was dispatched to retrieve my body. I remember everything about the drop, including knowing I was basically Fuc*edk when I was going to hit the ground. Waking and fighting to see daylight and in so much pain I got up from under the poncho with a t-shirt or uniform shit, no boots and trying to figure out how I ended up under a phonco - a medic saw me and screamed “He’s back” and he passed out from Shock. I mustered everything I had to walk to the duce-in-a-half but I was told I pass the jumped but was physically unable to complete the Jumpmaster Course. I went back three months later, in pain and got my Master Parachutist Wings - the most defining moment in my life.
Holy Moley! You had it rough, for sure.
Thank you for your service. And prayers up for your pain.
I’m terribly sorry about your parachute accident and the never ending pain. However, good on you for getting your Master Parachutist Wings. Something I won’t be doing.. have a hard enough time staying on my feet.
Prayers up for the pain though.
Petey
Wow! No words. Prayers up for you.
Prayers for relief of your pain, Hero.
Salute! Thanks for being here. WOW!
Thank you, Jumper, for your service and your sacrifice. Praying that God will take away your pain and give you peace, comfort, and rest.
Now that took guts.
Attaboy
Ya know, most people wear parachutes when they leap from flying airplanes. They soften the PLF a bit.
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Congrats on you Master Blaster. Airborne!