...the one with the solar pannels

So, I just got off of a holiday weekend of 12 hour shifts, it's currently 12:46PM (going on 21 hours) and what is my landlord doing??? He's installing solar pannels with a freaking power tool that produces sound at decibels that make sleep IMPOSSIBLE. He was also supposed to go into my basement... 40 minutes ago... to hook them up to the electricity. I think it's pretty cool that I'm getting solar pannels on my house, however, I'm not sure if they're going through MY electricity or my landlords. My landlord does run his business from the basement, and my side has the box, so I'm sure it's a process. It's SOOO LOUD!!! There is NO escape, they're on my side of the house and from either floor, the window is right where they are at.Currently, I am charge nurse for 10D right now. I actually really like it. At least, I like it my way. It's a lot harder when someone is breathing down your neck telling you to do it their way. 'New' Navy comes in September and current Navy leaves in mid October so it's going to get exciting soon. Our census has been running between 7 -12 which is around half capacity. We have become the German hospice ward. It's rather... not what we all imagined doing at LRMC.

I went to Munich last weekend with my friend Michele. It was a long drive, a rainy day, a quick lunch at the Hofbrauhaus, and a sobering tour of Dachau. Dachau is a concentration camp from WWII known for performing medical experiments on those captive there. It's horrifying to walk through the halls, the gas chamber (which they claim was never used there), and see the ovens they used to burn the bodies. It's a place full of ghosts. None of the barracks stand except two they rebuilt. However, you can see how militaristicly it was formatted. The parade grounds where they stood in formations every day to be counted until everyone was accounted for... It's been very sterilized, but you still get an ominous sense from walking through a huge chunk of history that demonstrates how horrible many humans can be to each other and how resilient and compasionate others can be despite living in hell. Viktor Frankl was transported to a concentration camp not far from Dachau in the last weeks before the American liberation.

"We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread. They may have been few in number, but they offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms -- to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way."

Currently, I am 8 days away from flying to the states!!! This time, I'm flying commercial! No more Fort Gordon, no overnights in the North Carolina airport.

This is what my cat thinks about all the noise... stinker.