Other than getting shot at almost every night over the Ho Chi MinhTrail for 40 missions that almost got us, the most recent scare was in June when I was out hiking in the hills as usual, I experienced a Pulmonary Embolism and a DVT not knowing what was happening. The VA told me to get to any hospital emergency room as soon as possible.
Needless to say, I had my wife take me to Billings the next morning to the Emergency Room at the Billings Clinic. After some rushing around, and finding blood clots in my lungs, I realized it was serious. I overheard one of the doctors tell my wife that I was lucky that I came in when I did. Then I was scared.Three days later I was out of the hospital and am now having to take Coumadin daily----probably forever. Tried Eliquis , and it didn't work!
Now of course I am worried about cutting myself.
I have some fears from the flare missions that don't go away. I haven't been in an airplane since 1971. I still see 37's& 57's and one Sam coming at me. Kinda used to it now.
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