17 July 2012

La Quinta


I'm back in Augusta, GA to have an appointment with my plastic surgeon to have my stitches out.

This was supposed to be a little mini vacation compliments of the lady who organizes TDY appointments at the hospital. She's totally awesome and gave me a few extra days down here to hang out and relax.

Lucky for me, my unit fucked everything up so nothing about this trip is vacation-like, other than I am sleeping in a hotel.

For starters, I have not picked up my paper orders because no one was ever in the office and the phone was never answered when I called. So who knows if they even drew them up? I'm actually pretty sure they didn't seeing how I attempted to use my government travel card and it hadn't been activated. All the expenses of this trip are being funded courtesy of my own bank account. Gas, lodging, food... Ugh.

Of course, I wasn't planning on having to foot the bill up front for a medical appointment the army sent me 440 miles away to attend. My mini vacation turns into 1 night at the La Quinta and I'll have to leave before I can even use the pool.

I swear, if the Army can make it difficult, it will.

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