Sunday, October 31, 2010

The Flight Path To Kripalu

I've been traveling since 4 AM. The flight from L.A. to O'Hare went fine ..in fact, I slept, but when we boarded and were seated the plane in Chicago that would take us to Albany, there were no pilots. Seems they hadn't flown in, and there would be an hour wait on the plane until the got there. So I fell asleep.

I'm at Kripalu now for the 2nd Trauma Senstive Yoga-Teacher training workshop. We had a short meeting. This workshops has drawn 50 individuals from Canada, Holland, Berlin, OH, VT, AK, CA and many other states. Dr. Bessel Van Der Kolk introduced himself to the group. I'll relay the story to you tomorrow, when I'm more awake.
Must find the showers. Must go to bed.
Happy Halloween. I miss not being at home handing out candy.

Tim in A New Province: Afghanistan Update

Tim of Free Range International, is a former Major in the Marines. He now carries out civilian-led COIN, employing thousands of Afghans in critical cash-for-work projects. They build irrigation, sanitation, schools, get cities wired up with WiFi and other projects. Now he's in a different province of Afghanistan, where the attitude about women is more relaxed. Few Burkas, some even drive cars.
"Why would the American government support a decree which is going to drive their implementation companies out of the country? It is not like the American government doesn’t use armed security contractors back in the states. Contractors guard prisons, fly convicts around the country, guard court houses and important officials. Why the hostility to security contractors in Afghanistan? Who knows? This is Afghanistan."
Read the rest at Free Range International

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Weekend Humor: The Airborne Porta Potty

Way too funny. A great yarn by Kelly over at RangerUP's The Rhino Den.
"BDU pants were never meant to be hiked up to the wearer’s chest, but then again the people who designed it never met a dumbass like me."

Good job, Kelly. Keep writing!

Friday, October 29, 2010

The Gratitude Post: On Shoes, WiFi, Contractors and Yoga

Because this is Southern California, leaves neither change color or drop in the autumn. Rather, the only sign of the progression of seasons is we go from flip flops to shoes.

As I look at this pile of shoes, sandals, slippers, socks and flip flops, I'm reminded of children in Afghanistan walking barefoot in the snow. I'm grateful so many people over the years have addressed this problem. And what I've found is there are many approaches from individuals like my husband's aunt sending over shoes and socks to organizations doing it.

Children in shoes donated by Americans. Photo by Amy Lounsbury from the Afghan Pen Log.
There's also the Afghan perspective given by the Association of Afghan Blog Writers. While they enjoyed the donations of shoes, they also made a pitch for supporting local shoe vendors. Compared to the costs of shipping, it's is a lot cheaper. Anyway, there are many ways to meet the needs of the Afghans.

I was grateful to hear from BabaTim this week. He's carrying out reconstruction projects in some faraway province. However, due to the outright condemnation of contractors by our politicians, staying to carry out civilian-led COIN is getting harder. I'm grateful guys like him are there to do vital work on irrigation, sanitation and technology projects. I just hope our politicians get off their high horse, and stump more for the Afghan people than for their cushy jobs on Capitol Hill. They are a sickening lot, and I have the feeling were it not for politics, they couldn't get a job.

I'm delighted to hear the Fab Lab team is carrying out its mission in Kenya to bring FabFi or WiFi to this underdeveloped region. So far, they've established wireless connections to a health center and Mt. Estate residents. Follow them on the FabFolk blog, which indicates they've established the third node of the project. I'm planning on visiting Everett and his human Amy Sun next year. We'll talk about establishing libraries in Kenya and Afghanistan. Everett assures me Amy has stopped biting. I am not so sure. I will bring coffee so she can fetch me cups.
Everett
It's been a busy week. On Sunday I leave for Lenox, MA where I'll join Dave Emerson and Jenn Turner during a week long yoga training at Kripalu. I'm grateful to have sponsors to cover the story. I've got the schedule, and it looks like I'll be busy the entire time.

Okay, I'm off to get the house cleaned up, also have to start packing. By the way, the winner for the David Sedaris book (generated by Random.org) is DOVE PRESNALL. Dove, send me your address.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

The Writing Post: On Project Valour IT, Vonnegut, and Not Being Able To Write

-Art by Kurt Vonnegut

We're veering off the course a bit for a little promotion. Writing isn't only getting words on the page, it's sharing and expressing oneself to find our place in this world. Imagine if in one fell boom of an IED or other traumatic event, you lost your ability to write, Skype, or email.

MAJ Chuck Ziegenfuss found this out several years ago when he was seriously injured in Iraq. Unable to use a traditional keypad, he asked for voice activated laptop. Hence, Project Valour-IT was born. It provides technologies to men and women who have suffered traumatic injuries.

So today, I'm asking us to pause our writing for a bit, and think about the men and women who have lost the ability to type and express themselves. Thinking about the scenario of being unable to express myself through my medium of choice (words) sends me into a very dark place. If I couldn't type, the central way in which I express myself would be gone. Words are and always have been my lifeline. Being able to express oneself whether through music, art, poetry or writing is life sustaining. Kurt Vonnegut's work was proof. The war made him the writer he turned out to be.
"Much later, Vonnegut's World War II experience would form the core of his novel Slaughterhouse Five, published in 1969, during escalating opposition to the Vietnam War. Vonnegut's characterization of WWII, and all wars, as a "children's crusade", coupled with his sardonic depiction of the horrors of war, provided a potent antidote to patriotism and the Hollywood glamorization of battle. Yet horrifying as his WWII experience was, Vonnegut feels proud to have served, believing that it was an instance where intervention was the decent thing to do."
Quite frankly, I never know which one of you is going to be the next Vonnegut, and that's why I write about writing every Thursday. If you want to give to TEAM ARMY, just hit the link.
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Project Valour IT

Today kicks off the annual fund raiser for Project Valour-IT through Soldiers' Angels. I'm raising for Team ARMY, however, there is a team for each branch. Last year the Marines won, this year we're hoping Team Army counters back with a win.

Project Valour-IT provides key pieces of technology for veterans with significant injuries:
  • Voice-controlled Laptops - Operated by speaking into a microphone or using other adaptive technologies, they allow the wounded to maintain connections with the rest of the world during recovery.
  • Wii Video Game Systems - Whole-body game systems increase motivation and speed recovery when used under the guidance of physical therapists in therapy sessions (donated only to medical facilities).
  • Personal GPS - Handheld GPS devices build self-confidence and independence by compensating for short-term memory loss and organizational challenges related to severe TBI and severe PTSD.
  • If you want to donate, please click on following link. Your contribution counts toward to TEAM ARMY.

    Wednesday, October 27, 2010

    Widening The Choices On The Path To Wellness

    I'm so grateful for the individuals who are sending me off to Kripalu. This week I've been busy reading the articles provided to the attendees of the first Trauma-Sensitive Yoga-Teacher Training at Kripalu. The workshop is to teach already-certified teachers about the effects of trauma on the body and mind. In addition, they'll be sharing and learning about ways to work with individuals in yoga classes.

    There's been quite a bit of research on PTSD, and also on yoga as a means to help individuals bring balance back into their lives. Someone emailed me asking if this was in lieu of medications. No, it isn't. On a personal note, I've seen some real improvements for people who need them and are prescribed to them by professionals, and I would never dissuade or use a tone of shame against them. Rather, this is one more workshop that strives to bring an integrated approach to treatment for survivors of trauma. But it's not just for those who have been through war. It's also for the wives and family members who endure the stresses of deployment, and often the aftermath when a life changing event takes place.

    See that guy doing boat pose? It looks easy, but it requires strength and focus. Already, at Walter Reed and the Tampa VA, the Exalted Warrior Foundation program is working with veterans.
    "Faced with the demands of both a physical and emotional recovery, yoga allows newly disabled veterans to reconnect both with themselves and their loved ones. Warriors with amputations, traumatic brain and spinal cord injuries have benefited greatly since the program began."
    Just recently, the Samueli Foundation funded a study at Walter Reed. The results of the program were promising.
    "The researchers found that anxiety decreased and feelings of being in control increased among the participants. Dr. Miller reports that some of the participants' journal comments included, "I now feel more accepting of situations in my life that I cannot control." "It's easier to get to sleep now and I sleep longer."
    Another article called Healing Our Warriors in LA Yoga highlights the 10-class a week yoga program at Camp Pendelton. What Tonia Sargent, a teacher and the wife of Master Sargent in the Marines found was:
    "Stress is significant throughout military service, particularly as troops return home. Tonia comments on the returning military personnel, “the amount of stress they are under, limiting them to therapy just doesn’t work.”
    There are many paths to wellness, and personally, I think an integrated one works best. Each person has different things they respond to, and limiting to one or two avenues isn't advantageous. Yoga is one of them. It's worth investigating, and I look forward to partaking in the workshop so that I can share information. I hope to be liveblogging the event --as long as there is WiFi. As ever, I am grateful for the support of many to help me get there!

    Thank you Mark & Patricia, Myra, Eddie, Ferdie, Jill, Angry Parsnip, Kirby, and Six of the Warrior Class for making this possible.

    Sebastian Junger On The Role Of Journalists In War

    "As someone who has spent a lot of time with soldiers in the field, I understand the very common suspicion – even dislike – that some people in the military harbor for the press. I know that journalists don’t always act well, don’t always care about the subjects of their work and don’t always disencumber themselves from their political opinions while on the job. The military needs the press, however. No society can call itself democratic if the press does not operate freely; a war without journalists is a war where no one is accountable for their mistakes."
    Read the rest at: The Sebastian Junger Community.

    Update on war photographer Joao Silva: A long time journalist who has covered wars for over twenty years, Silva lost both legs above the knee due to an IED. Mr. Silva's wife has been flown to Landstuhl. According to tweets, Mr. Silva had woken up, and was being brought out of sedation. In addition, three soldiers with Mr. Silva suffered concussions. Prayers and good wishes for everyone as well as their families are appreciated.

    Tuesday, October 26, 2010

    Book Review: Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk by David Sedaris. The Brothers Grim gets an update.

    David Sedaris writes with a deft pen, easily sliding into riffs of hilarious self deprecation about his own foibles. He's a shrewd observer with sides of bitchiness coupled with humor. At times his style is akin to the loved uncle who always sets guests on edge because honestly, though he may be wry, he can also veer into creepy. Still, Sedaris is the one everyone wants sit next to because one never knows what this uncle will say and it will always be interesting.

    In his latest book, Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk, A Wicked Bestiary, Sedaris shares a collection of fables with animals living in this overwhelming and dangerous world. The juxtaposition of the book's charming cover and some of the illustrations by Ian Falconer of ducks, mice, squirrels and chipmunks clash greatly with what readers might expect. These animals can be funny, but they also swear, talk about sex, are subjected to AIDS studies in labs, and attend AA meetings. There is manipulation, lying, cheating, theft and murder making the tone of these short stories reminiscent of The Brothers Grim in their darkness. (When I was a kid, my mother fed us Aesop's Fables, Hans Christian Andersen and The Brothers Grim. Yeah, I'm twisted).

    A mouse adopts a newly hatched snake, while ignoring the obvious. She hunts, bringing him baby moles and frogs. She assumes what he thinks as he lies lazily in the living room. She even tries to be like him, slitting her tongue. The ending is not a surprise. However, the message Sedaris conveys to the reader about the overindulgence of young by their parents is clear.

    At times, Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk feels as though it's staggering under the weight of the drama. One has to be careful not to jump on the bandwagon that blithely labels his writing only as "clever, witty, extraordinarily delightful" or worse, "an utter delight." In doing so, it's too easy to miss the full import of what Sedaris is saying about our society, some of it quite damning. It's what we apply to ourselves after reading these stories that matters the most. Those who do, will not only find the humor, but also poignancy and depth in these cautionary tales. As odd as this uncle gets, Sedaris can be mordant but also wise.

    If you'd like this book, leave a comment. A winner will be chosen by Random.org on Friday.
    The winner will be announced in The Gratitude Post.

    Monday, October 25, 2010

    Monday Musings: Find your breath

    It's Monday. Remember to laugh a little bit.

    Friday, October 22, 2010

    The Gratitude Post: SGT Frog, US Army. Wounded Warrior Wives. Sherpa Returns, and WAR.

    Illustration: FYI...Charlie Sherpa is home.
    The Hubs called last night.
    Yesterday, the department had a going-away party for a surgeon who is going downrange. It was a potluck, and so The Hubs bought some potato salad to share. The night before, he put the container into the fridge. He got up early in the morning when it was still dark, grabbed the cooler from the porch, put the potato salad and an ice pack in, and drove to work.

    He gets to the surgical clinic, sets the cooler on the counter. The nurses start filing in. Someone opens it up. A frog jumps out.
    The nurses start screaming. They're shouting, throwing down charts.
    The frog is hopping from wall to wall, on counters, off the floor. The nurses are running away. "Now that's too much," they say.
    The Hubs --who is also Chief of Surgery is chasing a frog. While it could be said that shaping up surgical services has been like trying to catch frogs, this is a real one.
    But frogs are not easy to catch. More fury erupts when the little sucker proves he can stick to all number of surfaces.
    Finally, he catches it, puts the amphibian in the cooler, drives it to a swampy area, releases it. Goes back. Has the party. Ponder: catching a real frog may be easier than shaping up the department.
    He tells us:
    "No matter how old I get, some things never change. If a boy wants to scare a girl, all they have to do is get a frog."
    Neither daughter or I bothered to ask, "How was the potato salad?"

    Also grateful to Hachette Book Group for providing copies of Sebastian Junger's WAR to the Trauma Sensitive Yoga-Teacher Training for veterans at Kripalu. We'll have a giveaway, after our panel discussion on Wednesday.

    Gratitude for the wives of wounded warriors for sharing their stories. Cheryl, Megan, Katie, Karie... and more. I read your blogs and am moved by your strength. Your writing is important. Stay with it.

    Lastly, I'm thankful Charlie Sherpa is back home. After a tumultuous few months --"he's going, he's not going," Charlie's final assignment was to successfully sherpa the Red Bulls through training in the Mojave desert at Ft. Irwin. He hits the 20 plus year mark and will be retiring from the Iowa National Guard in December. My best wishes to the Red Bulls as they deploy downrange. Charlie, a long time magazine writer and editor, will hop back on the writing wagon. We look forward to seeing what projects he'll pursue.

    Thursday, October 21, 2010

    Thursday Writing Post: Characters Inspired by Real Life

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    We writers are sneaks.
    We're thieves.
    We take things without people knowing.
    For instance, from where do great characters in fiction arrive? Where did J.D. Salinger dream up Holden Caulfield, the gangly sixteen year old, whose physicality belies his sophistication and cynicism about the world he is raised in?
    It's easy.
    Real life. The character, tossed on the page, examined through the writer's lens, put into impossible and changing situations. If the writer is smart, they get out of their characters' way. Watch The Purple Rose of Cairo.

    Perhaps you're in your hooch, or back from deployment; fooling with the idea of writing a book. No doubt, your mind is swirling with thoughts of the extreme circumstance of war. Your mind is filled with visual images --each one telling a story.
    What do I write? Fiction or nonfiction?

    There is great freedom in writing fiction. But there can be equal freedom in writing an accurate and historical account of what happened. Yet, during workshops I've often heard, "But that's not the way it really happened!" And my suggestion is the writer's task is to render their characters compelling. Because in reality, stories are character-driven. Our memories of events are based on what happened to whom. The conflict, and how it was handled. They don't have to be likable, but they must be interesting in order to get people not to put the story away.

    The danger of placing flat characters on the page is it shortchanges both reader and writer. As a sneak, a thief and a spy, the writer's challenge is to flesh them out, to make their characters thinking beings strong enough to live in your story. However, to make them ring true, you might want to figure out more about them:
    What do they want? What's in their way?
    Where are they from?
    What's their favorite smell? Color? Why do you think this is?
    Are they obsessed with a shoe? Do they hate Coldplay? And why? Does Für Elise rock their world or make them gaga? Do they carry their keys in their pocket or at the end of a lanyard?
    How are they going to get what they want?
    Writers are natural observers of life. We're as happy sitting in a cafe people watching, sometimes even more than being at party. We're the ones who pick up on snippets of conversation between two individuals, no matter how banal.
    "No, I am not interested in going to the party with him, he's mean," says the teen.
    "What do you mean, by mean?"
    "He made fun of me in P.E."
    And from there, the writer can and will come up with a character, a scene, then several until they have a story. The teen is discovering their annoyance with the opposite sex, which leads to a crush and discoveries --both good and bad.

    So learn to jot down characteristics, bits of conversation you see and hear. It's all fodder writing.

    Wednesday, October 20, 2010

    The Yellow Bowl Bakery: Delectable Awesomeness for the Troops

    I love small businesses. They're the strength of this country. There's a bakery in downtown Lafayette Indiana with incredible baked goods in addition to its full-service catering. Business owner, chef, and baker Katy Gunderson made a decision earlier this year to volunteer time to the troops through Soldiers' Angels Bakers. Along with bakers Molly and Becky, the three bring a touch of home to veterans, troops, and their families by making baked goods. Just recently, they went to Brooke Army Medical Center for the annual celebration of Fisher House. We've put together a slide show below.

    For small businesses to allocate both time and resources requires tremendous sacrifice. Small business owners often work twelve hours days --the list of things is never finished! If you're in the Lafayette area, stop by and purchase baked goods or hire them for your holiday party. Katy has even spoken to local groups. You can also find them at Fans of The Yellow Bowl Bakery on Facebook. Katy uploads photos of their cakes... which can be quite distracting and tempting!

    Monday, October 18, 2010

    Veteran's Daughter Sees The World: Writes First Rate Poem

    Editor's Note: Over on Sebastian Junger's blog, 2/503 veteran Jimbo Belthea shared this from the September 2010 Second Battalion Newsletter. I've received permission to reprint this. Check out Firebase 319.

    When I discover a new writer, bells go off. The author of this gem is Chantal Starrett, daughter of 2/503 veteran Jim Starett. Chantal is sixteen years old. She's a keen observer about the brotherhood that those who serve share.

    SOLDIER TALK
    By Chantal Starrett

    We grew up with it, it was normal for us, even
    something we smiled at every once in a while.
    You know what I mean, Soldier Talk.

    It happens often when walking out of a gas
    station or grocery store. One man is putting
    away his items and shifts the Ranger hat on
    his head. My father sees this and walks up.
    "When did you serve?"
    And so the talk begins.

    I sit in the car and watch them. Each one
    spinning tales of where they went, what they
    saw, what they learned. I watch them laugh at
    things that most men would shake
    remembering. I watch them stand a little bit
    taller, raise their head a slight bit higher.

    They feel whole again, as if they aren't alone
    in their own pasts. They feel a part of
    something bigger than themselves, something
    to be proud of. They bare the right to identify
    themselves with a band of heroes that
    distinguishes them among many.

    It isn't only talking though. They honk their
    horns when they see each other’s bumper
    stickers, the dog tags hanging from the
    mirror, the badge covered cap, they nod at one
    another in the VA. It is all Soldier Talk.

    But what do I have? I have no band of legends
    to be associated with, no badge of honor to
    adorn my wall, no dog tags from a mirror, no
    badge covered cap, no memberships to the VA,
    no one honks their horn when I drive past for I
    have no service sticker.

    Who do I nod to when I walk past?
    What strong service of courageous
    beings am I a part of? What makes me stand
    taller and hold my head higher?
    What makes me proud of whom I have been?

    I sigh and sit back in the seat
    as I wait for him to finish.
    "Well, thank you for serving."
    And then it ends.
    The other soldier smiles and nods to me before
    getting in his car.
    And all I can do is nod back, for I have no
    Soldier Talk.

    Editor's Note: It also shows a nice use of enjambment, a good eye for description, and choosing the right details to convey not only her feelings, but those of the two veterans.

    FYI, Chantal...to answer your question, "What do I have? " You have the poet's gift, which is seeing the world around you, capturing an emotion, or thought and putting it on the page. You combine language with rhythm, to make music in poetry. A lot of people dabble in this, some have talent, but most people tuck it away at some point. Don't. Keep the words coming. And Jim? You might click on that link, and buy Chantal this book. -Kanani

    Thursday, October 14, 2010

    Friday: The Gratitude Post. Love ya

    I have a lot of Love Ya's today.
    Grateful for modern dentistry. A shout out to Dr. Donald Tormey and staff for agreeing to send magazines to a platoon at "the tip of the spear." I've been loads of time in his office as of late, and can testify, they have top rate magazines --always current. He's also the best dentist I've ever been to in my life. Note: it's always best to ask your dentist for things prior to getting shot up with novocaine.

    Good job to CPT Boone and Richele Martinez for putting sending consistent notices for the Winn Family Readiness Group at Fort Stewart.

    I'm glad Tankerbabe alerted us of some mindset-midgetry being carried out by the Oklahoma Turnpike Authority. A young soldier has died, and the family wants to drive him home to be buried. To get his body back from Texas to Lawton OK, they'd like to take a short portion of toll road. The OTA wants to charge the funeral procession tolls. Good lord, I can't believe I am writing this. No one is asking for a freebie, rather that the OTA display civility and honor by granting them free passage. Grateful she mentioned it. The Governor's office is working on it now. (Why they had to get involved is an example of the depths of bureaucracy).

    Thank you to Six of The Warrior Class, Angry Parsnip, Ferdie & Eddie, Jill, Myra, Mark, Pam, and Kirby for donating for me to cover and attend the Trauma-Sensitive Yoga Instruction workshop at Kripalu. Every single person has a connection to the military. Myra was an army wife, Six served and just retired from law enforcement, Angry Parsnip sent stuff to The Hubs downrange, Ferdie was a Navy brat, Jill sends supplies to the troops, Pam's the Mom of a soldier, Mark is an incredible supporter and jumps outta planes (from what I can tell). Kirby is new to me, but I'll put him down as a source of encouragement.
    No doubt, I'm being sent to this conference by guiding forces. I've been emailing back and forth with Dave Emerson. It's going to be a full conference with yoga teachers from across the US who want to work with veterans and other survivors of trauma. Namaste! The work done there will have a great impact --as long as we keep pushing and shoving!

    Lastly, please watch this video done by the talented independent film producer Lee Schneider of Fort Worth TX. This cowboy never says good bye, but "Love ya," instead. Click the link. There isn't an embed code. I'm grateful Mr. Schneider got this story. There's good karma in all of this. (h/t to Julie Baker Carter of the Ruidoso News.)

    Have a great weekend, everyone.
    Love ya.

    Thursday Writing Post: A Fun Book About Grammar

    Roy Peter Clark has written a fun book that will be helpful to every writer. The Glamour of Grammar, A Guide To The Magical and Mystery of Practical English is a reminder that correct grammar is essential to developing strong writing skills.

    Most writers (especially new ones) read books on plot, theme, character and style. Some might even want to discuss Milan Kundera's thoughts on the novel. But few will buy a book on grammar. Why? Nightmares of middle school English teachers, for one. But unfortunately, books on this essential subject seem to be written for an imaginary highbrow pining to appear on a witty British radio show (Oxford English Grammar). Other times, the books are job-oriented (The Chicago Manual of Style). These tomes are large and cumbersome, handy to prop open doors or to toss at a burglar. Writers who want questions of grammar answered, may just hop onto Facebook and find Grammar Girl's page.

    But Roy Peter Clark has taken the peevishness out of the teaching of grammar. In The Glamour of Grammar, he never takes the tone of a school marm. Clark's book is well-paced. He uses personal stories to illustrate points. For instance, the case for correct spelling is made by sharing an anecdote from his childhood. I won't give it away, but let's say someone didn't proofread his middle school crush's brown leather jacket before having it embroidered. Once he realized she was wearing a spelling error, he could never feel the same about her. Besides, what other book on grammar has a story about Alanis Morisette's misunderstanding of irony?

    Perhaps the difference between Clark and other writers of grammar books is he's taught writing at every level of education for thirty years. His pupils include school children, university students and even Pulitzer-Prize winning authors. He writes, edits ... Roy Peter Clark is the real deal. Buy this book. You'll find yourself laughing aloud, and pressing yourself to hone your skills.

    Wednesday, October 13, 2010

    Without Hesitation: The Odyssey of an American Warrior by General Hugh Shelton

    Thanks to St. Martin's Press, I received an advanced reader's copy (ARC) of General Hugh Shelton's autobiography, Without Hesitation: The Odyssey of an American Warrior. I'll be reviewing the book shortly. My interview with his wife, Mrs. Carolyn Shelton, should be up on PBS soon. I've also left my thoughts on the book on Amazon, as the rankings are very important. Listen to General Shelton, US Army, (Ret.) on Leonard Lopate's show on WNYC.
    Here's a glimpse:

    Monday, October 11, 2010

    It's A Hospital, Not A Burger Stand. When In-N-Out doesn't work.

    There are times when I have to pull off my writer's cap, and my military wife hat and become once again, The Surgeon's Wife. I do this because for almost all of my life, I have been The Surgeon's Wife. I helped run his clinic, counseled his patients, took care of our employees, paid the bills, set office policy, and got into arguments with hospital administrators and insurance big wigs when it was needed. There were things I disliked, but overall I enjoyed it and learned a lot.

    I've been reading and watching this Army system going on 2 years now. I've visited them, received emails, and have perused the forums. I think there's a lot they do right, but there are things that makes change difficult. The Army moves medical personnel around every three or four years. Toss in a deployment, and now their term at a hospital is reduced considerably, especially if they're going over every 18 months. The doctors become little more than transients, as do the administrators. The net result is a relationship between the permanent federal employees and transient military staff where real institutional change is almost impossible due to lack of consistency.

    What happens is this: nothing changes. One doctor was even told by a federal employee, upon asking for changes, "I'll outlast you." While is was utterly disrespectful, it was also true. The doctor will move on, while the hospital and the federal employee will continue on like a hamster in a cage with a wheel.

    All of this runs counter to how private hospitals are generally run. Mind you, much is changing because of the corporately socialized healthcare that has led to profits before patients, and huge executive salaries and compensation. But, nevertheless, there are lessons here to be learned.

    What the military hospitals need are constancy and consistency in leadership. Someone sent in for four years is facing the fact that the federal employees have already won. They know it's only until the next guy comes through, and besides, firing the delinquent employee is a process that would tire Job. So often the new leader tinkers with the mission statement. While one can play with vision and focus, it's futile unless one is willing to challenge the institutional work ethic.

    For instance, if one finds a scheduler never schedules patients after 4 PM; if the clinical and OR staffs are allowed to clear out by 3 PM; if people are putting more energy into whining about their plight than working at their station; if a Friday afternoon clinic isn't full with patients who don't want to put things off for the weekend; if there are no support groups or wellness workshops slated for the evenings or weekends then the phrase work ethic needs to be defined.

    So I'm trying to figure out what would happen if military personnel were posted to a hospital position for a more than 4 years with results to be reviewed quarterly. If someone doesn't measure up, then thank you very much, go have fun in the civilian world. I tell you this, civilian medicine is really tough.

    While 6-8 years seems like a long time, in a really good civilian hospital a CEO often leads for ten but more likely twelve. Administrative staff stays even longer. In short, they do so because it's a community. It's tied to every person in the region: the moms and pops, the kids, the business owners and the schools. One could say a hospital's role in a community is as important as the city council, the fire department, and the city staff. In other words, their presence counts not just to the people working there or getting treated, but to everyone who comes into contact --even if on the periphery. There is no reason military hospitals cannot be the same. Perhaps the career path for military health care personnel needs to be much different. Rather than jumping from post to post, the emphasis needs to be on providing a constant leadership that leads to consistent levels and excellent patient care.
    Lastly, it needs to be repeated that doctors are best and happiest when doctoring, not administering. There's a reason they spent 4 years in med school and another 5 years in residency, plus another 2 in a fellowship. There's also a reason we have administrators. The two work best at running hospitals together, but it does not mean that there won't be a bit of tug-of-war.

    A few years ago, we worked with a CEO at a major regional hospital here in Los Angeles. Everyone had a story to tell about this man. Many had even wrangled with him. He was not an easy person to work with, yet, everyone respected that he was the final word. When he retired, they named a street in front of the hospital renamed, "Dan Adams Way." The truth is, Dan had provided a vision for the hospital and also consistent leadership for over a decade. During his tenure, it had become a leading cancer treatment center, a hospital renown for both its clinical and surgical excellence. Because he was there a long time, he knew what battles to pick with insurers, and any other number of entities in order to be a positive presence in the community and produces results.

    There's no reason why AMEDD and Navy Medicine can't do the same. Later I'll get into the ridiculousness of having two separate entities.

    If you want to see more of my writing about the state of healthcare in general, go to my old blog, Easy-Writer. In the search box, type in "healthcare."

    Sunday, October 10, 2010

    There And Back Again: Finding A Path To Wellness


    Hugo Particino, USMC, and LTC Sue Lynch, US Army. Two warriors. Different wars. Both living with PTSD and other physical ailments.
    No doubt: lost and feeling as though they were walking along the edges of life for many years.
    But both found their way back to themselves through alternate pathways to wellness.
    Watch this Marine, and a soldier recount their way back to themselves through yoga. These two warriors will be at the Trauma Sensitive Yoga Teacher Training, for which I've been invited to.
    I'd like to thank Mark Groth, Six of The Warrior Class, Angry Parsnip of Two Square Dogs, Pam Hart, Kirby Angell, Myra Duvall, and Jill Lichtendstadter for donating to help send me to Kripalu. Also heartfelt appreciation to everyone who has helped promote this. So far, I've got about 3/4 of the air fare covered.
    I'm hoping to tip the scales today. To read more about the invitation from Dave Emerson of The Trauma Center, please go here.

    Friday, October 8, 2010

    Friday: The Gratitude Post

    LtCol Ty Edwards, USMC, and MajGen J.D. Lynch, Jr. USMC, (Ret). From Free Range International.

    I love my Friday posts. It's time I reflect upon all the good that has happened this week.

    First off, I'm grateful Boston Maggie's chemo cocktail seems to be working. Multiple Myeloma has no cure, and the goal is remission, which seems to be within reach. Also a high five to Tom of NavyCS and his wife. They'll be taking a side trip to the Grand Canyon with Maggie in the back seat. Actually, I can't see Maggie in the back seat anywhere. I have a feeling she'll do the driving either literally or figuratively.

    I'm happy Jihad Gene is traveling to meet Tankerbabe, Uncle Jimbo (of Blackfive) and Kev in Memphis for the weekend. They'll be judging a BBQ contest.

    I'm also very thankful for the fine donors who have donated to my fund to observe and report on the Trauma-Sensitive Yoga Training at Kripalu. Thank you Six, Michelle, Myra, and Angry Parsnip. Your faith means a lot. What I'll be reporting on matters and will be shared with many who are working to put together an integrated approach to mental health and wellness. I am still taking donations to go, and would be grateful for a tip.

    I'll send you over to Tim Lynch's post for his big gratitude post. Meet A Couple Of Heroes. It's a post about loyalty, faith, commitment and friendship.

    Enjoy the weekend!

    Thursday, October 7, 2010

    SSG Robert James Miller: Video, The Medal Of Honor Presented To Parents

    A few weeks ago, I ran this story on the late SSG Robert James Miller. Today, The Medal Of Honor was posthumously awarded to his parents. Read a moving tribute to him by his friend over on Bouhammer.

    Thursday Writing Post: People May Not Like You, But They Might Follow Your Voice

    At NY Central Park

    Okay, this is a very short lesson.
    One of the keys to writing well is not
    caring whether or not anyone
    likes you.
    This doesn't give you open season to insult everyone. No. That's stupidity.
    First, you must care about the topic you're writing about. If you don't care, then the reader will pick up your lack of conviction. They'll toss your story aside. A good writer finds it impossible to be moved to write about anything they do not care about. Period.

    The writer who cares about the story they're setting down on the page will discover their lexicon, their language, their command of words. You'll learn more about the topic, but guess what? The entity you will learn the most about will be yourself.

    And that's how one arrives at this elusive thing called voice. But let me clarify what it isn't. Voice isn't shifting words on a page, it's not about mimicking your favorite writer, purple prose or eruptions in swearing. Those things are style.

    Voice is the naturalness in your writing that reveals to the reader how you think. It shows your enthusiasm, your passion, your originality. In trying to find your literary voice you cannot afford trying to play the fickle game of being liked.

    Besides, if there's one thing a good reader can spot, it's an inauthentic, self congratulatory, self reverential voice that is pining to be liked or pitied. Stay away from those.
    Just write your story, be yourself. Even when being yourself isn't easy.

    Wednesday, October 6, 2010

    Restrepo At The Getty, A Night At The ER, and New Troop Supporters

    Note: Thanks to Six and Angry Parsnip for donating for the trip to kripalu. As Armed Liberal says, "What she learns there matters (for the soldiers)."

    The screening at the Getty Center in Los Angeles last Saturday went well. Over 200 film auteurs with a sprinkling of military attended. Tim Hetherington did a Q&A. It was a coup for the filmmakers and Nat Geo to bring RESTREPO to The Getty Center. The museum has an interest not only in photography, but also the documenting of world events through film.

    I was supposed to have spent all evening with Tim and Nat Geo Films promoter Laura Kim, but alas, a mishap took place at home. Upon arrival at the museum, I received a phone call that daughter (I call her my brunette Goldie Hawn) had an accident and hurt her foot. Badly. A few frantic minutes calling around (which also involved calling the hubs who lives 3000 miles away), and I got the neighbors to look in on her. Since I was there, I made sure to touch base with Tim and the film promoter for Nat Geo films Laura Kim. We talked quickly about his upcoming travels, and also received as a gift from him, an inscribed copy of INFIDEL. If you have the book, please leave a review on Amazon.

    I left, wove my way home through heavy traffic. Rather than spend the evening with film auteurs, my brunette Goldie Hawn and I joined the throngs in the ER. Level 2 sprain, ligaments stretched, muscles pulled, big ugly bruise from ankle to toe. Crutches.
    Bummer. But grateful to the neighbors and friends who answered the call and came speeding over. Thank you Tom & Joyce. Thank you Tony & George.

    Other good news: Laura sent one box last week and has five more lined up for a young 2LT and his platoon. I like to think of all of this as one of the many positive outcomes of the film. We hope she works on lots of films like Restrepo. She did a really good job!

    Tuesday, October 5, 2010

    Raising Funds: Yoga Conference For Trauma Survivors

    Trauma-Sensitive Yoga Instruction Workshop, at Kripalu

    Dave Emerson of The Trauma Center in Boston, has invited me, a few veterans and family members to take part in a week-long workshop. The event is a certification workshop is for yoga teachers who want to work with veterans and family members who have been through war and the aftermath. It'll be at Kripalu in Western Massachusettes.

    I'm not a yoga teacher, but I practice it everyday. They're inviting us to speak on a panel and let someone else do the cooking for a few days. I'll also be doing some live blogging.

    It will be led by Dave Emerson who owns Black Lotus Yoga and his nonprofit project for veterans called There And Back Again in Cambridge, MA. Also presenting are Jenn Turner and Dr. Bessel van der Kolk of The Trauma Center. They run the Trauma Center's Yoga Program, which has taught hundreds of classes for survivors of combat, rape and childhood incest. This is a 40-hour training for already-certified yoga teachers.

    One of the topics I've written about on this blog has been yoga. Last year, when I received news of COP Keating, I dropped everything and went to the yoga studio. I can't even begin to tell you the depth of the compassion and understanding every single teacher has shown. In fact one --Nichole, now wants to teach yoga at the VA. I even got Gaiam Yoga Club to donate mats and DVDs to a Warrior Transition Unit.

    Here's where you can help: I'm raising money to pay for air fare, meals and transportation to Kripalu. I'm asking for small donations, $5, 10, 15, etc. The more people who donate, the more this is a community effort. Also, more good karma! I'm also querying yoga publications, and a few other sources.

    "Kyle in Iraq," from the Yoga For Vets Facebook Photo Album
    My reason for wanting to go is this:
    Yoga has been central in helping me with stress during deployments. I've spoken to and read articles by soldiers who have practiced yoga in the combat theater. Yoga and meditation can be keys for those with PTSD and other war related stress for veterans and their loved ones and can be transformative. I would like to see the day yoga is taught in Warrior Transition Units, at more bases, and introduced and taught by the very best teachers: certified yoga instructors who are also veterans. We can't ignore the mental health needs, nor can we ignore the high suicide rates. This workshop is part of an integrated approach to mental health and wellness that I think is far past due.
    Their stories can't wait for the NY Times to pick it up. They have to be shared over and over again.

    So, if you want to help me out, please hit the Donate button up on the right. Or if you have frequent flier miles, this might work too.

    Dave and the team have offered me lodging at Kripalu Sunday -Thursday. I'll be flying in on Sunday, spending the night in Albany, then driving an hour to Kripalu which is in western Massachusetts. I'll try to get a flight out on Thursday evening back to California. So I'm trying to raise money to cover air fare, ground transportation and a few meals. If I can do it by the middle of next week, I'll go.

    Monday, October 4, 2010

    Outsourcing, For-Profit Philanthropy In China, Getting Through These Economic Times

    Victor Davis Hanson shares his thoughts about outsourcing, and the current battle axe being used by Democrat Barbara Boxer against Self-styled conservative Carly Fiorina in their race for Senate. Asking me to choose between the two is like offering me brussels sprouts or cauliflower, neither of which I want. Perhaps I'll just write in Jihad Gene.

    Proof that a well oiled PR machine and doses of botox works: Former HP CEO Fiorina --who exhibited no great leadership skills, is being lionized. But read what Warren Buffett said about golden handshakes in 2005 in his annual report to Berkshire Hathaway shareholders:
    "Getting fired can produce a particularly bountiful payday for a CEO. Indeed, he can “earn” more in that single day, while cleaning out his desk, than an American worker earns in a lifetime of cleaning toilets. Forget the old maxim about nothing succeeding like success: Today, in the executive suite, the all too-prevalent rule is that nothing succeeds like failure."
    Fiorina walked away with $40 million, crafted a new image of herself, became the media darling for PBSundits like Charlie Rose. If she wins this, we are going to have to watch her like a hawk. We'll have to be more hawkier than we are with Boxer, who is predictable, a bully, and a bore (and really has to go).

    Also, Great post in the Forbes site about philanthropy models in China, and why Bill Gates and Warren Buffett's recent excursion to encourage it was met with less fanfare than it is here. I think this is essential reading for anyone interested in current events with an eye to financial markets. Humantarian efforts, financials, culture, leadership, governance --they're all interwined.

    By the way, I still remember what Warren Buffet's take on America in his annual letters to shareholders in 2009.
    "Amid this bad news, however, never forget that our country has faced far worse travails in the past. In the 20th Century alone, we dealt with two great wars (one of which we initially appeared to be losing;) a dozen or so panics and recessions; virulent inflation that led to a 21-1/2% prime rate in 1980; and the Great Depression of the 1930's when unemployment ranged between 15% and 25% for many years. American has had no shortage of challenges.

    Without fail, however, we've overcome them. In the face of those obstacles --and many others-- the real standard of living for Americans improved nearly seven-fold during the 1900's, while the Dow Jones Industrials rose from 66 to 11,497. Compare the record of this period with the dozens of centuries during which humans secured only tiny gains, if any, in how they lived. Though the path has not been smooth, our economic systems has worked extraordinarily well over time. It has unleashed human potential as no other system has has and will continue to do so. America's best days lie ahead."

    Sunday, October 3, 2010

    One Year, COP Keating

    I suspect among milspouses, that there is always one morning, day or night, which stands out as the point where the inherent danger of their loved ones is brought to the point of ripening. Despite reports of mortars or small arms fire being aimed at the FST, mine came to fruition on October 3, 2009.

    Early in the morning, I checked my email and found a very short note from my husband. Something was going down, and he said he might not be online for awhile. When a surgeon at an FST says this, one knows it's going to be bad.
    Immediately I contacted a contractor downrange who is in the know. They in turn had heard something similar and started to gather facts. He wrote me back: "Everyone is being very tight lipped about this." Indeed, I had scanned the mail and found very little. All I had was this single email without details.

    A year ago, near the village of Kamdesh in the province or Nuristan, COP Keating was overtaken. Eight Americans were killed, and 22 were wounded. After waiting, I received a brief email:
    "Over a hundred T'ban / tribals stormed COP Keating and a little outpost nearby. The US and Afghans had to be extracted by Air Force SF. They couldn't get to us for 16-24 hours so they were in just awful shape. Keating is completely demolished. Really terrible. It clearly shows how AQ is much better at the propaganda phase of all this. McCrystal's plans had us pulling out anyways. We had already quit the northern province. But now they will credit themselves with conquering all of Nuristan."
    He went on to say it had been a MASCAL (mass casualties) situation. The scene at the FOBs was mayhem. Injured were being driven into the FST on the back of trucks, patient after patient came in. But the 759th Forward Surgical Team worked extraordinarily well together. They were organized, operated quickly but quietly, professional, and saved many lives, while also honoring those men whose injuries were so severe, they could not have survived.

    Remember those who have passed, those men who survived, but whose lives have changed forever, and to the men and women in the fight now. Reflect upon their loved ones, for their lives have changed, too.

    Herschel Smith of The Captain's Journal has written a lot about COP Keating.

    Shoes from the Forward Surgical Team are powerwashed after MASCAL situations.

    Saturday, October 2, 2010

    We Feature Cat Videos Too

    Panda, stuck.
    As if military, war, and literature could ever be enough. A milblog without a cat or dog is like a platoon without... a cat or a dog. By the way, our cat Panda has lost weight. When we were at Ft. Stewart for our summer TCS, our son fed Panda on-demand. Panda ate pizza, chicken, and multiple cans of catfood plus dry everyday. Fattus Cattus weighed 22 pounds when we came back. After a reduction of food, he's back to 15.5 pounds. However, we mere humans have been attacked several times, and rugs are being clawed as the result of the diet. Panda wanted to know, "What's in it for me?" I guess he was expecting a cat counterinsurgency.

    Friday, October 1, 2010

    Friday: The Gratitude Post. On good books, packs and death.

    It's muggy and there's thunder. I wish I could wear a nightgown all day, scrunch in bed with a good book (I'm reading Nick Hornby's Juliet, Naked), then drift off to sleep at leisure. The weather this week has been scorching hot. The kind of hot that cracks the skin on my heels. Despite what will be a horrendous electrical bill next month, I'm grateful for air conditioning.

    Karie continues to amaze me with her honest writing about her life in the aftermath of her husband's death. Her husband was a US Marine. Sadly, he ended his life this year. Writing is cathartic for her. No doubt, her words are reassuring to other spouses and family members in the same situation. I'm grateful that she writes.
    Sebastian Junger & Tim Hetherington, June 2010 in Los Angeles
    Grateful to all those who have left reviews of Tim Hetherington's book Infidel on Amazon. Infidel is a photo essay about the 2/503, 173rd ABN and their time during combat in the Korengal Valley. It's a lush book, wonderfully printed, bound to resemble a Moleskine notebook. It was published by a small art house publisher, hence, not much money for promotions. A few of us have volunteered our time to promote the book however we can. If you have it, leave a note on Amazon. If you don't have it, then please buy it! By the way, if you're in L.A., then make a reservation at the Getty for tomorrow night. RESTREPO will be playing on the big screen for a special showing. Tim will be there too. It's free, though you might have to pay for parking.

    Mr. & Mrs. Timothy Johnson
    Grateful for the Southern California Patriot Guard Riders who'll be at SPC Timothy Johnson's funeral this weekend, here in Los Angeles. Both Johnson and his wife are creative writers. The punch to the obituary on Mr. Johnson was provided by his wife Brittany: "He deployed on my birthday, and was killed on our first anniversary."

    Gratitude for yoga teacher Myra Duvall and her husband, and also to Restrepo PR guru Laura Kim for agreeing to send a box of snacks to a soldier and his platoon in Afghanistan. Neither have done it before. It's always nice when we can expand the circle of milsupporters.

    Lastly, I'm grateful to Gregory, our dogwalker, who has faithfully walked the pack through this brutal weather. He arrives every morning at 7:00 with three other dogs. For years, Louie didn't have a dog pack, and he was slightly crazed. What a difference a pack makes! It's what people yearn for as well. Uh-oh. There's lightening, and Gregory is out with the dog. I have to call and find him.
    Thanks to the readers of this blog for being my pack.