Letter 9

One of the few days that I have the chance to write to you with the lights on. I usually write to you with a red light that makes me kind of tired because they're the "go to sleep" lights.

Today "they" let us write letters. I'm using this chance to let you know that I'm ok. I hope you are better than ok. I'm taking medication for a throat infection and for a positive tuberculosis test. The Doc's started me on a 3 months meds for tuberculosis. You probably remember that I tested positive for TB when I was at the ELC in Provo. They did an x-ray and saw that I was clean and that was it. Here they did the X-ray, I was ok, but they are doing the meds just in case I get it or develop it in the future. Whatever, I'm taking them because they were free.

The doc's here are kind of serious, but they have a lot of resources available. I hope you find them useful for Lucy's needs.

Oh! I love you. Basic training is moving quick, but I'm picking as much as I can up as quick as I can. Believe me, I have seen the hand of God on a daily basis here. For example, today I thought we were gonna get "bit" (intense trained) cause some people were talking in the "chow line" (dining room). A chief from another division shut them up while they were talking and that usually gets back to the officers on my compartments ears, and that's when hell breaks loose. And we exercise. But, fortunately, I'm writing letters instead of sweating the floor. That's great for a change.

I hope you are getting my letters. I couldn't go to church last Sunday, I was put on rest for a couple of days for the throat problem. But I'm all good now. This coming Sunday I'm looking forward to going. Did I tell you that I got a blessing from the brothers at church? It lifted my spirit and gave me the needed strength. I am always tired, you know. We do stuff all day for 16 hours. When it's time to go to bed, I smile and relax. Somtimes I just let my body go into a coma for 6-7 hours until it is time to do everything all over again. I'd rather be doing things though. The day goes faster that way. When I was put in bed, I was like I'm in a cage.

Thanks for keeping me posted about the ninios. Lucy is such a precious little 5-year-old. And my boy is sweet. He's smiley and happy to be alive. The kids are happy that you are their Momma. Thanks for taking care of them. Thanks for talking to my parents and touching base with them. I know that things don't change much at my parent's house, but calling them means a lot to them. They worry about all of us.

Hope you are having a great time.

Love you

Hey, about your ?'s. I don't have "liberty" all day and night. Only day. So we cannot plan anything, but staying around the Chicago area. You'll have to drop me off at night around 9ish PM and pick me up early in the morning.

Maybe we can have bigger plans for Christmas or a later date.