One of the Angels

After sitting through multiple dry presentations this week (and a few really good ones) I had the unexpected opportunity to hear my beloved Army speak. Okay, it was a group of mostly Army, with a few Navy and Air Force orthopaedic surgeons, speak about treating wounded Warriors injured in Iraq and Afghanistan. It was all I could do to not shout the Army catch all word “HOOAH” when I saw the MEDEVAC helicopters and hear them mention the nurses.

More interesting was the “briefing” (Army word for lecture or presentation) given by Cavalry Officer Major David Rozelle. MAJ Rozelle was the first soldier to not just return to active duty after an amputation during OIF II, but returned to the field of battle, not a desk.

After following his personal saga, mostly through blackfive.net both here and here, I was thrilled to actually hear him speak. Following the presentation I introduced myself by rank, grateful for a true reason to call him Sir. In his easy going manner that just oozed the confidence I remember in other dynamic Army leaders (H.R. McMaster, Marty Leners–incidently also Cav officers) he smiled, shook my hand and asked my Army branch.

“Nurse Corps” I replied.

He smiled and said, “Oh, you are one of the angels.”

That acknowledgment went straight to my heart.

My God how I miss taking care of soldiers

.Angel Wings

  2. OMG, 9 Weeks? We have a phrase in the Army….

    “You can do 9 weeks standing on your head.”

    That is awesome!

    Actually, yes that is one of my tattoos. My angel wings. 😉

  3. OMG, 9 Weeks? We have a phrase in the Army….

    “You can do 9 weeks standing on your head.”

    That is awesome!

    Actually, yes that is one of my tattoos. My angel wings. 😉

  4. Damn Emily, this is my first time perusing your blog. I had no idea you were so articulate. Your words here are pretty powerful. They struck a chord with me. And frankly, it’s a chord that doesn’t get out much. Nice to remember that it’s still there, and remember what it feels like. Thanks. I’ll be back.

  5. Damn Emily, this is my first time perusing your blog. I had no idea you were so articulate. Your words here are pretty powerful. They struck a chord with me. And frankly, it’s a chord that doesn’t get out much. Nice to remember that it’s still there, and remember what it feels like. Thanks. I’ll be back.

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