Friday, August 7, 2009

Friday Night

I survived another day at work outside. I took lots of breaks and ate through out the day. My co-worker was cool and kept checking in on me through out the day.
But an interesting thing has developed. I had a little cough, kinda tickle in the throat that started yesterday. My co-worker pointed out the very bad sand storm on Monday that I worked through for 4 hours. Tuesday it layed dormant in my lungs. Wednesday it layed dormant in my lungs. Finally Thursday my lung began to expell the sand and dust. I have been coughing all day and have a hoarse voice off and on depending on how much phlegm is in my throat. I didn't want to believe it at first but he's right. It's the crap from Monday just coming up now. It's the same cough and feeling as the last time I worked through a sand storm.
Every person I talk to that has worked through the Middle East or any other shit hole that military are sent to, tell me that this is the worst climate they have ever experienced.
Living the dream every day....

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