Afghanistan in my Eyes

I arrived here at FOB Lane on Feb 7th, 2009. I have to tell you that this country is something you read about in a book. I am perplexed by the living conditions these people endure. They have no running water, no electricty, and their water supply is poluted by animal and human urine and fecal matter. Their children are overwhelmed by candy and pens. If makes we wonder what they would do if they were afforded the chance to see a television. I think of the things my children have and the things that most people take for granted. Things like ice cream, and going to park to swing. Its these such enjoyments that these children will never be able to enjoy because they are stuck in the 500's.

For the most part these people are good heart, however you have to wrap your mind around the fact that the same person who made you Chia one day may be the same guy that plants an IED the next day to blow you up. I am privledge to be able to work in a nearby clinic twice a week. My first patient in that clinic was a 1yr old with 3rd degree burns to the posterior midsection. We had to debred this burn. ( Remove the dead/charred skin to expose the new/good skin. ) It was difficult doing such thing imagining this being done to my own. This is what I wanted to do, be a medic. I do love my job. I love being able to help people however it is growing tougher day by day to help the same people who want to kill me.

My teammate "Doc Quaalude" and I fell in on a run down Aid Station. Today it is updated with new fixtures and updated medications. Well there is alot of information that is coming, so check back.