HOly FUCK! My left arm fucking hurts, It feels like its in a vice grip I hurt it doing MMA tonight and I cant figure out wtf is wrong with it. I popped so many naproxin that I'm tingling all over but it still hurts. I know its not broke so if its still bad in the morning I'll go and see the doctor. Oh well, This is always my luck. Any time I start to progress something happens to negate my progress.
Other then my current pain, I had a pretty humbling day. We had a funeral for a veteran of the Korean war today and it was a huge event. The couple of funerals I have done the ceremonies at were really small and then this one put me in a world that I have only seen in movies. I honestly wish I had met the man we laid to rest today. So many people were there. A very large Hispanic family that all seemed pretty close took up a large section of the cemetery. Before they arrived we were met by a few Veterans and friends of the deceased. They chatted for a bit and gave us some water. Shortly after we heard the motorcycles roaring. They led the precession with huge American Flags mounted to their bikes. Honestly and awesome sight. Times like this you definitely feel proud. They dismounted from their bikes and carried the flags to the burial site. Once everyone was in place the hurst pulled up and we saluted and then moved to carry the casket. From the position I'm in I was the one who had to lead us to the casket and pull it out. I have never touched a casket and I hate funerals but I wanted to do this. I psyched myself out and began streaming sweat from my nervousness. All of his family is watching us, watching me. Some are recording the whole thing and one of the other veterans has a professional camera and is shooting away. I am scared shitless. "Don't fuck this up!" Is all I can think. Keep your eyes straight ahead, don't make eye contact, stay in step, don't trip, and for gods sake do not drop this heavy casket. Shit! They are staring at me! I know there isn't ill will in their stare but I know they are watching us closely. This is so important. They will remember this forever because it is the last time with their loved one. DO NOT FUCK THIS UP! We carried the casket well and without hitch. When we did our facing movement though, the astro turf they had rolled out hid a divit well and I felt my knee hyper extend when I stepped in it while carrying the casket. But I played that shit off like a champ. I let my knee go with the hole so I wouldn't trip or be noticed. I'm feeling that pain in my knee right now but I did not fuck it up. Next we placed the casket on the lowering device and began folding the flag. That went well and we marched back to out rifles for the 21 gun salute. Now this is the next important part. Do not fuck this up! There are seven of us so we fire 3 volleys. All have to be perfectly timed shots and chambers of every round. If one person is off then it is extremely noticable. Not to mention the gloves we wear like to get caught in the charging handle when we chamber the next round....Ready! Aim!..FIRE! This happened 3 times in perfect succession. WE DIDN'T FUCK IT UP!
Holy shit! I sweat my balls off. lol. I calmed down very quickly and was even more relieved when the family members came by and told us how well they thought we did. And older lady even said that If we had known him this would've have been exactly what he would've wanted. Until this point I never wanted a military burial, but I am definitely reconsidering it.
It's crazy how much I stressed this one when tomorrow is going even worse. Its on the main post and there is going to be a huge 9/11 memorial ceremony as well as the funeral. It will be the family as well as every big wig military guy in the area in attendance. I def cant fuck it up, because not only is it disrespect to the family but it is trouble from the bosses. Can it be any more challenging, lol. Well wish us luck.
Ahhh. The pain killers are really starting to kick now and this ice is helping too, I can lift my arm now and almost make a fist. So I'm off to do laundry now and shower. Goodnight my lovelies =D
Other then my current pain, I had a pretty humbling day. We had a funeral for a veteran of the Korean war today and it was a huge event. The couple of funerals I have done the ceremonies at were really small and then this one put me in a world that I have only seen in movies. I honestly wish I had met the man we laid to rest today. So many people were there. A very large Hispanic family that all seemed pretty close took up a large section of the cemetery. Before they arrived we were met by a few Veterans and friends of the deceased. They chatted for a bit and gave us some water. Shortly after we heard the motorcycles roaring. They led the precession with huge American Flags mounted to their bikes. Honestly and awesome sight. Times like this you definitely feel proud. They dismounted from their bikes and carried the flags to the burial site. Once everyone was in place the hurst pulled up and we saluted and then moved to carry the casket. From the position I'm in I was the one who had to lead us to the casket and pull it out. I have never touched a casket and I hate funerals but I wanted to do this. I psyched myself out and began streaming sweat from my nervousness. All of his family is watching us, watching me. Some are recording the whole thing and one of the other veterans has a professional camera and is shooting away. I am scared shitless. "Don't fuck this up!" Is all I can think. Keep your eyes straight ahead, don't make eye contact, stay in step, don't trip, and for gods sake do not drop this heavy casket. Shit! They are staring at me! I know there isn't ill will in their stare but I know they are watching us closely. This is so important. They will remember this forever because it is the last time with their loved one. DO NOT FUCK THIS UP! We carried the casket well and without hitch. When we did our facing movement though, the astro turf they had rolled out hid a divit well and I felt my knee hyper extend when I stepped in it while carrying the casket. But I played that shit off like a champ. I let my knee go with the hole so I wouldn't trip or be noticed. I'm feeling that pain in my knee right now but I did not fuck it up. Next we placed the casket on the lowering device and began folding the flag. That went well and we marched back to out rifles for the 21 gun salute. Now this is the next important part. Do not fuck this up! There are seven of us so we fire 3 volleys. All have to be perfectly timed shots and chambers of every round. If one person is off then it is extremely noticable. Not to mention the gloves we wear like to get caught in the charging handle when we chamber the next round....Ready! Aim!..FIRE! This happened 3 times in perfect succession. WE DIDN'T FUCK IT UP!
Holy shit! I sweat my balls off. lol. I calmed down very quickly and was even more relieved when the family members came by and told us how well they thought we did. And older lady even said that If we had known him this would've have been exactly what he would've wanted. Until this point I never wanted a military burial, but I am definitely reconsidering it.
It's crazy how much I stressed this one when tomorrow is going even worse. Its on the main post and there is going to be a huge 9/11 memorial ceremony as well as the funeral. It will be the family as well as every big wig military guy in the area in attendance. I def cant fuck it up, because not only is it disrespect to the family but it is trouble from the bosses. Can it be any more challenging, lol. Well wish us luck.
Ahhh. The pain killers are really starting to kick now and this ice is helping too, I can lift my arm now and almost make a fist. So I'm off to do laundry now and shower. Goodnight my lovelies =D
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I've been.... meh, I'm good at the moment though. How have you been?