Yeah, yeah. I know I promised to write sooner, but then again, the promised holy grail of flu shots was supposed to protect me. It didn't. 3 days ago, after coming off mission at 1830 I staggered to the Aid Station feeling really bad, and really flushed. I had a temp of 102.7. Not good. So, they declared me to have the flu, gave me some meds, and told me to rest. So, here I am, 3 days later, still battling a touch of nausea whenever I get up and walk around. Anyway.
Things have been pretty good here (besides the whole flu thing). My platoon is starting to gel in the way I had always hoped to have happen. My platoon sergeant and I have realized that our differences and stubborness about things probably makes us and the platoon stronger in the long run.
The weather here has taken a turn for the decidedly UN-Iraq. It's actually COLD outside today and I think they reported snow in Mosul today. I actually have to use my big winter blanket at night because it gets pretty chilly (and that we have no heaters yet). We've even started using the heaters in the trucks in the morning, which is a wierd feeling. But the good news is we aren't sweating all day anymore.
With Thanksgiving coming up in a few days, please keep all the soldiers over here in your prayers. This is going to be a hard time for a lot of us, so we will appreciate all the support you can give. Thank you.