16 September 2010

Kind of like a proud momma...

It's been over a month since our last post. Dan's been quite busy with work and his online classes and I've been busy trying to prep my office for when I go on maternity leave and get the house (and ourselves) ready for the baby. I will be 37 weeks tomorrow... holy crap!

In July, I started getting together with my boss to put together a package for one of my airmen. BTZ (below the zone) is a big deal in the Air Force because it recognizes the hard work that a young airman has put forth even though they are so young in the military. If selected, the airmen (must be an E-3) are able to pin on E-4 six month early from when they would normally pin on. That being said, it is a very competitive award since only a few are selected.

A1C Beatty is my second "kid" as a supervisor. He came into the military later in life (at about 24) with enough college credits to put two stripes on his arm as soon as he graduated basic training. He went through a really rough time when he first came to our squadron, but showed determination and will that he was going to make things work and impressed everyone. He has demonstrated that his huge heart and never-give-up attitude can get him through anything the military has thrown at him for the past 2 years he's been in. And I couldn't be any more proud of him, proud of watching him grow each and every day.

Although I still struggle with writing broken English, the leadership in our squadron helped me tremendously when it came to his BTZ package (shout out to SMSgt Phillips and MSgt Leonard!). Of course when they were finished with it, there was no way that the board would deny that A1C Beatty was an outstanding person and Airman.

This past Tuesday, it was announced that he was one of the 9 people in our wing that were awarded a stripe.


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A1C Beatty and I at the change of command this past June

I was beyond excited and couldn't help but get a bit teary eyed for him. A1C Beatty came from doubting his ability to adapt in the office to being the #2 in the office. Seriously? There was no way he could be overlooked.

Moments like these make me proud to be a supervisor, NCO in the military and tempt me to stay in....

10 August 2010

WOOOOO-saaaahhhhh....

Third trimester is definitely taking a toll on me. I seriously hope that the next one is not as brutal as this one! With Sebastian constantly putting me in a constant state of discomfort and feeling fatigued and short of breath, I find myself wishing that it was October already. I know I'll be thinking differently when the time is finally a few days away, but boy, this kid just loves his space.

Work... is work. My career field recently switched to a new web-based system for the program we primarily use and it's been nothing but a pain. I've had to extend our office hours and mandate weekend work hours to help catch up! :( I hate doing to that to my people, but they all understand we have to do it. The light is getting brighter at the end of the tunnel though because our stacks of backed up paperwork are shrinking and it's looking better and better! I just hope that headquarters can fix the server issues and bugs soon because I'd hate to fall behind again just because the system is too slow.

Right now, my biggest issue with work is the fact that I've felt so uninspired lately. I know that eventually I want to get out because we want to focus on family, but lately I've been thinking, man, I wish I could separate wish this pregnancy... This is no way possible (living in expensive California) and plus I don't think I'm near being done with the Air Force yet. There's still so much I can do/give. BUT- I need inspiration, I need A CHANGE! I am talking ORDERS! The list came out last Wednesday and there are openings for the both of us in England, Germany and Hawaii! I find myself constantly reminding Dan to put those "order vibes" out there in the universe because I desperately want and need orders out of the states and more importantly, out of California!


Sigh, for now, I will continue to focus on getting things ready for this baby and remembering to breathe at work.

26 July 2010

When I found out I was going to be a dad




Short video made with the clip that Janina captured with our video camera.  I'm so glad I have this moment on film.

16 July 2010

Taking LEAVE!

I know for a fact that I am way more excited than my husband about our upcoming leave. Yes, today is Friday and I am only working half day (work has been boring with the primary system I work with being offline all week) and that means my weekend starts as soon as I am off. Saturday will be sort of busy making sure we have all of the necessities packed, house cleaned, and animals squared away. Sunday? Sunday we will be Disneyland bound and I couldn't be more ecstatic about it.

I am a Disney fanatic (I get more excited about anything Disney than our little princess). I'm more excited about being able to take leave and actually enjoy it. When I took leave earlier this year, it was not for relaxation or to unplug from the daily grind for awhile. It was to take the time to study for my promotion test (which wasn't very effective being that I was plagued with morning sickness). This is my last hoorah until the baby comes in October. After that, the down time I take will be to care for a new baby boy. :)

We'll be in Anaheim until Thursday and I will make sure that I enjoy every friggin second of it. I know, what is a pregnant woman going to do since she can't ride majority of the rides? Chase down characters, take lots of pictures, and enjoy snacking on junk food. :p

Next Friday, Dan and Genie will be off to Austin, Texas. Dan's motherland has been calling him since he joined the military. The last time he was there in 2008 we were passing through because he was moving from North Carolina to California. He misses home and like a true Texan, dreams about the day when he can finally retire (or win the lottery) and move back. Besides the fact that he doesn't have to shave whenever he's on leave, he's definitely looking forward to visiting his family in Austin. I know Dan's loving the fact that he can take Genevieve everywhere being that 1. when she visited it was cold and 2. since he's from there he know where to take her without doing and "research".

Well, my countdown begins as soon as I leave the house for work. I hope that my shift goes by quickly even though I won't have anything to do. I cannot stand being in a stagnant environment, I like to be constantly working and doing something. Oh well.

28 June 2010

Just being a good samaritan

Last week, Dan was going to go get his haircut after work and was suppose to come home right away so we could go shoe shopping. I got a call from him saying he would be a little late because he witnessed a car crash and had to give the police a statement. It turned out that there was quite a bit more involved. It resulted in Dan having to go to the ER later on and also give a statement to his work because of his injuries. He is modest about the whole situation. He doesn't want a medal, he doesn't want recognition. It is just in his character to help people no matter the situation.


On Monday June 21st 2010 at 1713, I was driving on N. Texas in Fairfield, CA near the intersection of N. Texas and E. Tabor headed towards Travis Blvd. I was following directly behind a maroon colored van in the number two lane going the speed limit at 35 mph. Up ahead there was a parked city bus at the bus stop waiting to load/unload passengers, also in this lane. I started to slow down in order to prepare to change lanes when I noticed the van in front of me was not applying their brakes. Immediately after realizing that the van was not slowing down to come to a stop or make any indication that they would be changing lanes I knew there was going to be an impact between the two vehicles.

I began to slow down even more to increase the space between my vehicle and the van in front of me. The van, still traveling at the speed limit of 35 mph with no signs of slowing down, struck into the back of the parked city bus. The impact was so severe that it caused the back end of the van to jump and landed into the number one lane, which left the van in an angle and partially blocking both lanes. I stopped immediately, parked my vehicle behind the van, and removed my keys. I ran to the driver’s side of the van and noticed a man, maybe in his late 60s, hunched over his middle console with his seatbelt fastened. There was smoke coming from the steering wheel due to the deployment of the air bag. The dashboard was mutilated, the lights above the rear view mirror were dangling, and there was a large amount of liquid pouring out from underneath the vehicle onto the ground.

I started to knock loudly on his window and saying “Sir, Are you okay?” but he was unresponsive. A few pedestrians on the sidewalk to the right of the vehicle started to approach the van and assisted in knocking on the windows and trying to open doors on the van, at which point I directed one of them to call 911. Finally, the gentleman looked over at me and I noticed blood from his lips, possibly from the air bag deployment. I yelled to him to unlock the door repeatedly and he continued to stare at me the first few times. The man was clearly delirious from the impact of the crash. He eventually leaned over and pushed the button that rolled down the window. Once his window was open, I reached in and opened the door.

I looked around the body of the driver for any possible injuries and condition of the interior of the vehicle. Upon investigation, I noticed he was wearing braces on his legs; a wheelchair in the back of the vehicle, the interior dash was still smoking from air bag deployment, and more electronics dangling from wires. There were still large amounts of fluids coming out from underneath the vehicle. At that moment, I made the decision that I needed to remove this gentleman from the vehicle to possibly avoid any further injuries to himself. I asked him if I could remove his seat belt, he said yes. I asked him if I could remove him from the vehicle because of the potential dangers, he said yes. I bent down, put his arm around my neck and lifted him up. I lifted him to the sidewalk which was about 15 feet around the van.

Once I set him on the sidewalk, more people started to gather around. I asked the man if he had identification and he handed me his wallet. I pulled out his driver’s license and asked him to tell me his name and address to see if he could remember. I also asked if he had any medical problems I should know about; I asked if he had diabetes, he said yes. Then I asked him if he had a pacemaker and he replied yes as well. I continued to ask if he was taking any medications and he told me there was a list in his wallet. I handed the driver’s license and the list of medication to the person on the phone with 911, told them to relay to the 911 dispatcher that he was diabetic, and had a pacemaker. I asked an individual who was standing around to see if everyone on the bus was OK. About 30 seconds later, he came back and told the individual on the phone with 911 that there were three people hurt on the bus; one older gentleman, one pregnant woman and one teenage girl.

By that time the first group of paramedics arrived and I briefed them on the condition and medical problems of the driver of the van. I explained that people on the bus required attention as well. I asked the paramedics if they might need my help or any other information and they told me that they wouldn’t but advised me to stay in case the police needed a statement since they had arrived shortly after the paramedics. The police did need my statement and I waited around until the police had time to take it.

After giving the statement I noticed my left wrist, which was already previously injured a month prior and diagnosed by David Grant Medical Center to have multiple problems, was starting to swell up and have pain. After getting back in my car, I noticed my back was very stiff. When I arrived at home and while trying to get out of my car, the left lower side of my back started to spasm and it felt like it pulled. I told my wife that I was going to the ER at David Grant and she told me she would take me there.

I arrived at the DGMC ER at 1915 and noticed that the teenage girl that on the bus and needed medical assistance was there. My wife notified her first sergeant who then called our shirt. The shirt stopped by I was in triage to see how I was doing. The captain that took my vitals in triage asked if my injuries were from the car crash that happened not too long ago and I told him that it was. He informed me that the driver of the van as well as the teenage girl was there for treatment. I then waited in one of the patient rooms for treatment. At 2040, a major came to talk to me about what happened and she told me that she would prescribe me some pain medication for my wrist and back. I inquired about the status of the driver and she informed me that he needed airlift to UC Davis for further treatment due to head trauma. The doctor gave me one shot of Toradol and prescribed me valium and percocet. My discharge paperwork released me to my duty section but limits me to no PT for 7 days.

18 June 2010

Happy Anniversary to me!

Today marks 8 years in the United States Air Force for me. I can't believe that I've made it to this milestone in my career and I can still remember every thought, feeling and emotion that was going through me as I stepped foot off that bus in San Antonio. Part of me actually wishes that I didn't wait 9 months to leave for basic training, but the overwhelming majority wouldn't have it any other way.

I've traveled to countries I never thought I'd visit, became a mom (and of course have another one on the way), deployed multiple times, made great friends, met the love of my life, learned life lessons, won some, lost some, and still have a lot left ahead of me. I haven't been in long enough to really be considered an old timer, but I'm no longer a newb that can get away with not knowing better. I am proud to be serving in the military and still wear my uniform (even though at the moment it feels like a tent) with pride each and every day.

Thank you, Air Force for everything that you've shown me and every opportunity that you've given me. Only my fellow brothers and sisters at arms (past and present) can understand what it's like to serve our country and only they can relate to all of the hardships and great times that you have brought me. I am still uncertain of my future with you, but I know that I can say that while I'm still in an "active" relationship with you, I will continue to give my all and serve proudly.


:)

15 June 2010

I suck at writing

Bullets. EPRs (Enlisted Performance Reports) are reports that are required annual to show how we are as an Airmen in the Air Force. It's pretty much a report card but instead of grades in different subjects, we're rated on a scale based on standards (does not meet, meets, above averages and clearly exceeds) in different areas of performance such as our primary duties, teamwork, and self improvement. You would think that writing about what you've done in an 356-day period would be simple. It's like a narrative, right? Nope. You have to write bullet statements. Pretty much they are chopped up sentences with no regard for the proper structure of how a sentence should be written.

I can write. I may not as brilliant as my sister Flo when it comes to stories and such, but I think I can write fairly well. We have letters and memos (most of the time used for punishments) in the Air Force that I can practically write in my sleep. Dan sometimes will call/email me while we're at work for me to send him ones that I've already done so he can use them (unfortunately I've written that many). I have no problems writing narratives and biographies that are sometimes needed for award packages.

Bullets are a totally different story. The main goal is brevity. Short and sweet, you need all of the information in one line. When we write EPRs, the bullet statement is broken down into 2 basic/main parts. The action and impact. Action verbs and adjectives are used a lot to try and give it that extra "wow" factor to a bullet. An example would be something like this:

Dan is a base PTL who leads circuit training sessions weekly. He's helped 500 members on base better their overall fitness.

- Fitness professional; led fitness center weekly circuit training class--500 base members improved their fitness

Can you see the lack of sentence structure there? Brevity, brevity, brevity. Take out anything that makes the line too wordy and make sure the point comes across. When you read the bullet, you should be able to easily identify the action and the impact right away. I suck at writing bullets. Trying to think of the best way to format the bullet stumps me. Should I start it with a strong action verb, can I use a double dash there for the impact, would a "zinger" sound better at the beginning? Oye.

I've got two EPRs that I need to finish yesterday. Yea. I'm over my deadline and my bullet writing block isn't going anywhere. Why couldn't it be a mini essay I needed to write on each airmen about how they've done in the past year?


04 June 2010

One class closer.....

Finally took care of my math requirement for my CCAF degree.  I took Statistics with Brandman University and boy was it rough.  I ended up with a 94% overall and felt good about it.  I only have one more class for my CCAF degree and hopefully will get to CLEP that this semester or I might just take another class.  I hope that I get to continually take classes while working full time in the military because I really want my bachelor's degree done before I make more rank and get too busy to take care of a lot of classes. Nothing much else going on, just living life....

21 May 2010

Online classes during pregnancy...

I am grateful that the military helps and encourages its members to continue their education. We get 100% tuition assistance and on top of that we get the Montgomery GI Bill or the Post 9/11 GI Bill that pays for more education opportunities if we go over our TA cap. The military also gives us the chance to earn college credits through taking DANTES or CLEP tests; test fees paid, which is a method used a lot to obtain credits. Take a test and get credit vs. taking a class for a whole semester?!

Although I'm in my late twenties (yikes I wish I was still 23!), I still don't quite know what I want to do when I grow up or major in. Right now I'm trying to finish my general credits and obtain my 2 yr degree for the CCAF (Community College of the Air Force). I'm almost there, and I was hoping to finish by the end of this year. With the pregnancy, it doesn't look like that's going to happen.

I signed up for two online classes to take during this spring semester. I try and take advantage of online classes when I can and love that I can choose to either take my time doing assignments or finish them ahead of schedule. I also like that I don't have to drive anywhere for class and that I can focus on my studies and not be bothered by other students being that most of them are younger than I am. No offense, but being older and taking classes I find that I really don't have a lot in common with the college crowd.

Well, even though I'm taking classes to help satisfy requirements for my CCAF, I won't be getting credit for these two classes. Yes, I am failing. I am for the first time in my life, receiving grades way below passing... and I am fine with it. I've never really been the overachiever when it came to academics. I've tried to maintain As since I started taking classes again in the military.

The first two months of the pregnancy made it really difficult to focus and even be motivated to do assignments. I missed two weeks worth of assignments in both online classes and even if I did all the extra credit offered, aced the online quizzes and finish the rest of the assignments I still wouldn't be able to get a C. A grade of C or higher is what is needed for college credit to count towards the CCAF. I found out what my grade will probably be for both classes earlier this week and was fine with it. I figured that I would have to pay back the tuition assistance the AF provided being that I wouldn't be passing the class (generally what happens in the military when you fail a class). I was ready to make my way to the education center with my debit card and pay it back.

You could imagine how relieved I felt when I found out that I don't have to. For undergrad, a grade of C or higher is needed for credit to count, but you only have to reimburse the TA if you get an F in the class. If pursuing a Masters or above you have to reimburse anything below a C. I'll take not getting credit and not having to pay back. It is sad that I'm happy about Ds, but hey. I allowed myself to slack off with the morning sickness and this is the consequence.


I definitely do not plan on taking anymore classes for the remainder of the pregnancy. I may attempt to take a few CLEP tests, but that's it. I'm taking another break. I do not want to be in this situation again EVER.