Finally I'm out of BMT. Had a nice last week in and out of the sick bay lol. Well... things developed this way: I had high fever (39.8 degrees) and was sent to the sick bay. There were 2 trainee medics who had a table discussion on which vein to poke the needle in in order to put me on the IV drip.

They poked my right hand.

It was the wrong vein.

I freaked out.

Blood spurted everywhere.

The medics appeared relaxed, but I can tell they were freaking out too.

They poked my left arm, and got the right vein this time.

And so I spent a night at the sick bay. The next morning I woke up and was discharged, and directly after that we had some prize giving at the parade square under the hot sun. I passed out and was sent to the sick bay again, the medics were surprised to see me back so soon but this time they got a more experienced medic to insert the needle, thankfully it only took one attempt this time.

I spent another night in the sick bay and missed the 24km route march as well as the passing out parade. I was discharged in the afternoon and I had to carry a freaking heavy bag home. Hahas... that was the end of my BMT experience. Well... I guess it was unique hahas...

I spent this week slacking and meeting up with some friends, but not much... majority of my time was spent recuperating at home. And I got my posting yesterday hahas... it looks like I'm going to be a driver for the air force hahas... prestigious and slack, just the way I like it. And what's more, if all goes well, the SAF would give me my licence while I'm still serving hahas...

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Blessed is the person who is too busy to worry in the daytime, and too sleepy to worry at night.