Ockham's Razor
05-13-2006, 18:47
Gentleman,
It is with great reluctance that I make this update here. Especially considering that effort put forth by you all to help me in my endeavour. However, the truth, and a factual account of the facts is the only way to make sure this update is correct.
Basic, was a kick in the ass. My drills had absolutely no time to deal with mama's boy's or anyone not capable of finishing the 16 week course. It was long, it was hard, but if you took it one day at a time, as I was taught by all of you, you can survive anything.
Life at the new unit was good, if boring. Because we were new we had no vehicles, so we did loads of hip-pocket training/re-training. When we got our vehicles we were fast on the track, ready to hit the field as soon as poissible.
Right before we hit the field we did a very simple 5k road march... That is when disaster struck for me. I twisted my knee and was forced to seek medical assistance. This was the first time I let a medical problem affect me, and it was not through want. The typical prescription of ibuprofen and water was the norm. I did that, ignored the pain and was back in the field for our first FTX., It was not until the 4th FTX when I came off my Bradley that I had sharp pain and simply could not walk. That was when I truly called for help and asked what should I do, of my 1SG. They sent me back for a MRI and they found a torn meniscus and some pieces floating in my knee. They did arthro and found even worse. I have basically no cartilage between my knee and leg bone, so they call it Chondromalacia grade III. We tried therapy and nothing.
So, they have, gracefully, asked me to leave the cavalry that I have grown to love. I am not reclassing, so that is my only option. I just wanted to thank all of you here who have offered support and encouragement to me through this entire process. A greater group of men I've never come across. My only regret is that I was never able to live up to your expectations and conquer the Nasty Nick and the following trials.
Please forgive me for my body not living up to the challenge. I shall certainly try to make up for it in other ways as time goes on. It is a pleasure to know all of you, and for the time I have been doing, it is a pleasure to serve you.
Thank you for all of your patience and guidance. It has meant the world to me. I hope that the failure of my body has not lead you to think it was a failure of the mind.
Best wishes to you all... With great respect I am,
Ian McCamphill
It is with great reluctance that I make this update here. Especially considering that effort put forth by you all to help me in my endeavour. However, the truth, and a factual account of the facts is the only way to make sure this update is correct.
Basic, was a kick in the ass. My drills had absolutely no time to deal with mama's boy's or anyone not capable of finishing the 16 week course. It was long, it was hard, but if you took it one day at a time, as I was taught by all of you, you can survive anything.
Life at the new unit was good, if boring. Because we were new we had no vehicles, so we did loads of hip-pocket training/re-training. When we got our vehicles we were fast on the track, ready to hit the field as soon as poissible.
Right before we hit the field we did a very simple 5k road march... That is when disaster struck for me. I twisted my knee and was forced to seek medical assistance. This was the first time I let a medical problem affect me, and it was not through want. The typical prescription of ibuprofen and water was the norm. I did that, ignored the pain and was back in the field for our first FTX., It was not until the 4th FTX when I came off my Bradley that I had sharp pain and simply could not walk. That was when I truly called for help and asked what should I do, of my 1SG. They sent me back for a MRI and they found a torn meniscus and some pieces floating in my knee. They did arthro and found even worse. I have basically no cartilage between my knee and leg bone, so they call it Chondromalacia grade III. We tried therapy and nothing.
So, they have, gracefully, asked me to leave the cavalry that I have grown to love. I am not reclassing, so that is my only option. I just wanted to thank all of you here who have offered support and encouragement to me through this entire process. A greater group of men I've never come across. My only regret is that I was never able to live up to your expectations and conquer the Nasty Nick and the following trials.
Please forgive me for my body not living up to the challenge. I shall certainly try to make up for it in other ways as time goes on. It is a pleasure to know all of you, and for the time I have been doing, it is a pleasure to serve you.
Thank you for all of your patience and guidance. It has meant the world to me. I hope that the failure of my body has not lead you to think it was a failure of the mind.
Best wishes to you all... With great respect I am,
Ian McCamphill