This past year I have tried in vein to leave the country. First I was to go research in Thailand but Thailand exploded. Then I was to go research somewhere else, but our program leader exploded. Scheduling conflicts boxed me out of the USAF humanitarian relief mission to Haiti and the scourge of residency scheduling somehow excluded me from the ICU rotation in Landstuhl, Germany. I was going nowhere and nowhere fast. Which, as far as residency goes, isn't that bad. I'd rather spend my days in San Antonio quickly than the other way around.
But a bright new day has dawned! A late breaking opportunity for a second USAF humanitarian mission in the spring arose recently and I said, "Hey, USAF medical mission, take me fool!" To which the USAF medical mission graciously obliged. I will now be going to the Dominican Republic in April to do... well I am not entirely sure what. Relieve things. Humanitarian things. Medical things. You know, heady stuff. The details are scarce in that I know no details, but it will undoubtedly be an experience. Opportunities like this are a major reason why I joined the military and I look forward to my first trip. Hopefully this time no one brings the cholera.*
*Bonus DR pesos to whoever guesses the current events reference!
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