Camp has started

And so, once again, it begins. I have completely finished my responsibilities at the high school and am now firmly entrenched in what is going to be my final full summer at camp.

Deciding that Camp needed to be a finite experience for me was hard, but I see now that there are other things I need to do and move on to... That's not to say that I won't be back to visit, maybe even do a short stint (a week or two) here or there, but this is the last real thing. I think I'm OK with that, but...

Setting up the clinic, cleaning up, organizing getting ready to accept Homesick and Injured campers (not to mention dealing with the JNROTC cadets who are here for this week... who by the way are whiny wimps!) seemed both satisfying and oddly sad. Saying goodbye to an old friend.

There was one delightful young man who came in explaining about horrific pain in his knee that is now causing back spasms. I asked what he did to injure the knee... He said he didn't know it has hurt for a YEAR! I asked what his physician said. He said that as he has no insurance he has never seen a doctor. While that is possible, how did he get up here to camp without a physical. Anyway, I pointed out to him that I am not a doctor and do not carry an MRI in my pocket. Then we got to the meat of the issue. "Well, can you tell my Gunny I can't run today?" Well now that you mention it, "No, that is something you need to discuss with your Gunny." Seriously these ROTC are just sad. I hope this experience toughens a lot of them up... The came in on the first day and comments were made that my boys were the sissy's, so to speak. Well who can't hack it now!

Yep, Camp has started.