Military Medical Team Makes the 'Toughest Call' (GI IMPALED BY BOMB - courage abounds!!!)

ABC News ^ | 9/22/07 | Ruth Reiss

[paulat]

Unexploded Rocket-Propelled Grenade Impales Army Private in Afghanistan By RUTH REISS

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One RPG skidded past Lt. Mariani's vehicle. All of the vehicles had to quickly get out of the "kill zone." But before they could get to safety, two rockets hit Pvt. Moss' Humvee.

Staff Sgt. Eric Wynn, 33, the soldier in the front passenger seat, felt one slice through his face. Moss remembers the truck practically lift up. He was thrown up against the Humvee and then moved to return fire.

"I smelled something smoking and I looked down ... and I was smoking," he said.

Wynn turned to tell Moss where to fire and saw the tail fins of the RPG sticking out of Moss' side.

Roughly the length of a baseball bat, an RPG travels at the speed of a bullet. At the front end is the warhead -- a large grenade. The detonator and fuel are contained in the shaft. On the back are its fins, pieces of metal that stick out like legs on a camera tripod. The RPG is the weapon of choice for many of the world's guerillas.

Luckily for Moss, the company medic Spc. Jared Angell, 23, who the soldiers call "Doc," was in his Humvee

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A Human Bomb The RPG that had plowed into Moss' lower abdomen stretched from one hip to the other. If the RPG went off, it would kill everyone within 30 feet of him. Yet Angell stayed close, bandaging his wounds and stabilizing the weapon so that movement wouldn't cause it to explode.

Moss was still fully conscious, so Angell ordered him to not look down at the injury. He didn't want Moss to panic.

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[rottndog]

I think it would be rather dicey for Bob to get to close to Platonic Oddness....

Kind of like trying to get close to the speed of light...as one approaches the magic number, one’s mass increases...

[NicknamedBob]

"If’n I can’t call you odd, ain’t you already even?"

Even you can't get away with that. I didn't say you can't call me odd ...

I said don't!

[NicknamedBob]

"... as one approaches the magic number, one’s mass increases..."

Uh-oh! That's a bad sign ...

My mass has been increasing lately.

[Tax-chick]

Mine, too. However, my mileage is also increasing, so hopefully I’ll get the mass under control. If not, I’ll try going to Mass more often.

[rottndog]

Well that’s odd...

[rottndog]

What’s really odd is that the inverse isn’t true....my mass won’t decrease if I slow down.

Silly laws of fiziks.

[Tax-chick]

Don’t think of them as laws. Consider them as possible explanations, subject to exception and re-evaluation. (Unless you’re going to fly - then think of them as laws!)

Good night, folks.

[rottndog]

Good Night TC!

[GopherIt]

60, I’m taking the liberty to ping this to you, if you don’t have it, for your archives. I continue to enjoy your terrific prose.

[Tax-chick]

Good morning.

[Monkey Face]

My amazingly strange moment was standing at Ground Zero at 9:11 PM.

[rottndog]

Good Morning!

[Tax-chick]

Good morning to you!

[sionnsar]

Yeah, I almost nailed that 12:34:56!

Here it would have been 9:34:56. You should have tried three hours later.

[Monkey Face]

*HUG*

[rottndog]

Backatchya!

*HUG*

[rottndog]

Since we’re on the subject of honoring our military....

With death, justice may be served (WW2 vet beaten, in coma 4 years, dies)
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1903037/posts

[Knitting A Conundrum]

Is this where everybody’s hiding this month?

[Monkey Face]

Yes it is!

LOL!

Hi, Gal! How is the writing coming along?

[sionnsar]

Is this where everybody’s hiding this month?

Hiding? Every post is a BTTT for the story!