Go Army!

Last night The Queen and I are watching a show on what is quickly earned a 5 spot on the speed dial of the clicker...The Military Channel. So we're laying there watching a squad of American and Iraqi MOI troops getting hammered by a group of black clothed Al Qaeda demons. The good guys had stumbled onto an Al Qaeda training camp and it was horizontal lead rain til the Kiowa's showed up. Anyway, The Queen starts telling me about this outpatient she's been working with. He was wounded in combat in Iraq and was sent home for repairs. I don't know the details of when and how or to what extent but he sustained a head injury and his short term memory is horrible. I wouldn't say its Dory the Fish horrible...but close. She was saying that his wife has to shower with him because he can't remember if he washed his hair or used soap...so yeah, you could say its pretty serious rehab. And here's the kicker, this could all have been somewhat alleviated if not completely avoided had he received proper therapy soon after the injury. Cause when you're dealing with brain injuries the sooner you get them functioning the better, and that takes therapy. You wanna know the Army's answer to the problem? "Let's get him a Palm Pilot to help him remember stuff."

*Blink*

Seriously? Yeah...way to go Army, way to take care of the hero's...the guardians of freedom.

There's intelligence, and then there's Army intelligence.

End rant.