Here’s to the men of the military

After waking up and getting packed I made my way to Seattle. It was not that bad. There were a lot of cops out, but when I got outside Ellensburg the traffic bogged down. It was stop and go for miles and miles. I sat there getting frustrated at the fact I cannot go fast.

But I would keep reminding myself that I am here and able to be frustrated in my big, expensive truck… In the land of the free because of those who fought for me.

I put on some patriotic songs and thought about what others are sitting through right now. How some people have died and would probably gladly trade their death with traffic. How some people are being shot at all the time for me to not worry about bad people getting me.

When traffic or other daily annoyances are put into perspective, they generally don’t see that bad.

I got home and unpacked my truck only to get some dinner and zoom off to the sleep study. Bill and I ate in the motorhome because the kitchen is getting worked on. We had cube steak with mac and cheese. It was very good.

I went to the Swedish Campus in Issaquah. I got checked in. I was set up with a bunch of leads all over my body. My legs, all over my head, my chest, and face. I was able to watch TV for a while before I went to bed.

It was not a comfortable bed, let alone having all the leads everywhere. I was still able to get some sleep. I was woken up through out the night like normal for me. I also had to change sides because my back was hurting due to the bed. One of my leads came off so the guy had to come in at one point and fix that as well.