My sister comes home from survival school today. She is a 2nd Lieutenant in the Air Force and as an Intelligence Officer is required to attend a 17 day survival school in the mountains of Washington state.
She called home at midnight on Tuesday immediately after coming out of the "mock" POW camp. She was captured for 36 hours and endured treatment I can't even allow myself to imagine. She was crying when she called and said that EVERYTHING from the tips of her toes to the top of her head hurt. We talked for a only short while. She was dehydrated, suffering from sleep deprivation, probably dealing with some level of Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome and unable to fully convey what she had just experienced.
We hung up and Liv and I had a long, silent hug.
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