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    Monday
    Sep262011

    Her Story

    The Distraction of Army Service


    As we enjoyed our third daughter growing at home, news surrounded the post 9-11 scene in America. Rumors of wars and threats emanating from Iraq were increasing. It was then our family took a holiday trip back to Texas, in January of 2003. We visited Austin where my parents had recently moved. We visited the Alamo in San Antonio and enjoyed the company of relatives that were normally so far away. Having been on our own in Tennessee was marvelous, seeing close family intermittently was more appropriate and workable for us. We were growing together as a new little family so much more, and it felt healthy. This little jaunt back to Texas had come about suddenly, it was good timing according to my husband's unit command. How naive I was not to realize why. During our long drive back home he got a call on our cell phone. It was "the" call. Friends from his unit on the other end confirmed, as soon as my husband returned, they were to prepare for deployment. I don't know why as an infantryman's wife I was stunned into disbelief. I looked at him as we drove, full of fear and sadness. It was our first deployment as a couple, well at all. It was HIS first combat deployment. This was not the back forty or a training exercise, this was it, the Middle East. I had a couple more weeks left with him, and they were not as he or I would have imagined they would be. No. Pre-deployment is a horrible thing. Couples go through a cycle that is not gratifying at all...what I imagined would be some surreal time of staring longingly into each other's eyes and cherishing every moment (laugh out loud) was not so...

    "Stage 1. Pre-deployment

    The onset of this stage begins with the warning order for deployment. This stage ends when the Soldier actually departs from home station.

    This stage is characterized alternately by denial and anticipation of loss. As the departure date gets closer, spouses often ask: "You don't really have to go, do you?" Eventually, the increased field training, preparation, and long hours away from home herald the extended separation that is to come. Soldiers energetically talk more and more about the upcoming mission and their unit. This "bonding" to fellow Soldiers is essential to unit cohesion that is necessary for a safe and successful deployment. Yet, it also creates an increasing sense of emotional and physical distance for military spouses. In their frustration, many spouses complain: "I wish you were gone already." It is as if their loved ones are already "psychologically deployed." 

    As the reality of the deployment finally sinks in, the Soldier and Family try to get their affairs in order. Long "honey-do" lists are generated dealing with all manner of issues. At the same time, many couples strive for increased intimacy. Plans are made for the "best" Christmas, the "perfect" vacation, or the "most" romantic anniversary. In contrast, there may be some ambivalence about sexual relations: "this is it for a year, but I do not want to be that close." Fears about fidelity or marital integrity are raised or may go unspoken. Other frequently voiced concerns may include: "How will the children handle the separation? Can I cope without him/her? Will my marriage survive?" In this very busy and tumultuous time, resolving all these issues, completing the multitude of tasks or fulfilling high expectations often falls short. 

    A common occurrence, just prior to deployment, is for Soldiers and their spouses to have a significant argument. For younger couples, especially those experiencing an extended separation for the first time, such an argument can take on "catastrophic" proportions. Fears that the relationship is over can lead to tremendous anxiety for both Soldier and spouse. In retrospect, these arguments are most likely caused by the stress of the pending separation. From a psychological perspective, it is easier to be angry than confront the pain and loss of saying goodbye.

    However, the impact of unresolved Family concerns can have potentially devastating consequences. From a command perspective, a worried, preoccupied Soldier is easily distracted and unable to focus on essential tasks during the critical movement of heavy military equipment. In the worst-case scenario, this can lead to a serious accident or the development of a Soldier stress casualty who is mission ineffective. On the home front, significant spousal distress interferes with completing basic routines, concentrating at work, and attending to the needs of children. At worst, this can exacerbate children's fears that the parents are unable to adequately care for them or even that the Soldier will not return. Adverse reactions by children can include inconsolable crying, apathy, tantrums, and other regressive behaviors. In response, a downward spiral can develop in which both Soldier and spouse become even more upset at the prospect of separating."

    My husband was home and I wanted it to stay that way. I realize we were in the wrong profession for that to be a realistic expectation, but I was an idealist. I had hoped after he joined it would be the years our country wasn't going to get into any war. Rewind to the year he enlisted, February 2001. Three months after his jump training ended and our arrival to the first duty station, September 11 occurred. The beginning of my little idealistic bubble, bursting. Back to January 2003, three kids and a close call on a scary delivery, I was preparing to say goodbye indefinitely to the man who endured with me and the love of my life. 

     

    *This entry is a continuation from the complete story of our daughter's life. See the entire 'Her Story' here

     

    Pre-Deployment information from: 'The Emotional Cycle of Deployment: A Military Family Perspective' By:  LTC Simon H. Pincus, USA, MC, COL Robert House, USAR, MC, LTC Joseph Christenson, USA, MC, and CAPT Lawrence E. Adler, MC, USNR-R

    Monday
    Jul042011

    Get Over Your Hill, See What You Find There


    100, 200 300,... he showed up today for another soldier. One who died putting himself in the line of fire to help the rest of his men, Lt. Michael Murphy. It was a typical day, and a workout familiar to him. Push ups, pull ups, and running. A great reminder of how the days of PT and getting to formation early felt. Everyone stretched, warmed up, and did their workout. People cooled down, talked about the goal of raising enough money to buy a wounded soldier a home, and this disabled soldier looked on and participated. For a few moments he forgot about the ptsd, the traumatic brain injury. He forgot about the struggle to pay a mortgage, or keep his cool around his kids. His body worked, his mind followed. A few of the guys finishing up noticeably were doing the workout with a weighted vest. He walked over to an unused vest and picked it up, and found himself in Iraq.

    ...Cavalar and flak vest lying next to him on the floor, there crouching beside his hum-vee, shaving. He and his section were ordered to prepare for chemical attacks, he had to have a clean shave for the gas masks. They had made it to Fallujah at this point, looking for the Iraqi soldiers that were bombing their supply. Suddenly one mortar went off, then another,... hitting closer and closer each time. Quickly he finished that shave and threw on his helmet and vest, as soon as he wrapped it around his chest he watched the next truck beside him take a hit that threw him back against the hum-vee and knock him out. That would be the last time he saw a couple of his comrades. The gunner shook him awake and said, "can you drive!?" Half aware he drove out of there. Eight years later, fighting with the veterans association for help with his TBI from the incident....eight years later trying to manage his own symptoms and memories. Eight years later showing up to support his fellow veterans and challenge himself again. This time, to make it through the day, keep a job, get through this workout, keep his sanity and somehow feel good.

    That vest, the weight of it in his arms and around his chest. Physical body memory released at the most unexpected time followed with words. 

    I am glad I was there to hear his story.