Life Keeps Rolling

 Raise your hand if you’ve ever overheated…  Okay, now drink some water you hot mess. My motto in the Army on the weekends was always “hydrate with beer”. Well, it’s time to hold myself accountable… last Sunday I was almost a heat casualty. I should know better. I was trained to recognize the signs of heat exhaustion. That judgment call was tough to make after a few beers in the Samuel Adams Deck at Fenway Park. Last Sunday, Kass and I met a few friends in Boston for a Red Sox game. It was a 1PM game and the handicap seating in the upper deck was an awesome view of the field. On the drive there I realized that I was ill prepared for a day of drinking but ignored the fact that I hadn’t had anything to eat or drink up until that point. I started feeling my blood pressure drop on the drive to Boston which is fairly common when you’re in a wheelchair. Lack of muscle tone makes it harder for blood to circulate. I worked through that fine but I quickly realized that heat exhaustion and low b

Part 1: History Repeating This quadriplegics thoughts about Afghanistan 1. The Taliban retaking the country is a travesty 2. This happening was predictable but is tragic nonetheless. 3. I enjoyed my small piece in helping with training the Afghan Army & it is sad to see them losing the fight on their own. 4. Afghanistan is a mess of a country & probably always will be. 5. The handoff of the country was not done correctly, but how exactly would you leave a country after 20 years? I personally have mixed emotions. I’ve made close friendships with many men and women that have lost limbs over there. Friends who have been blown up by cowardly used IEDs. Friends that have been shot in the head and survived. Friends and inspirations who were shot 10+ times and motivate me daily from their wheelchair. Friends that have been killed. Blood spilt on foreign soil. Soil that is now reclaimed by the fuckers plaguing their own country. That makes me mad. At the same point, I’m glad that the b