Hurry up and Wait...

I had heard those words before but they never meant so much to me as they meant the moment I joined the military.  Since the very first day, being at MEPS, the government always expected EVERYBODY to be up and ready to go, everyone that is, expect themselves.  The long lines in either the hot sun or a cold room, I believe make up 95% of your time in the military...ok, ok, about 85 but you get the point.  I'm not and never have been a lazy person, but if you're going to pay me just to sit around then hey that works.
   Hurry up and wait...I'M TIRED OF WAITING!!!  I left a job where regular people that never had to go through the BS of boot camp or the horrors of war sit around and gossip and make decent money.  I would have kept the job for the rest of my life if it weren't for this illness, I was blessed with while at war.  The V.A. supposedly has so many days to complete a claim, and my claim for un-employability has 200 and something days...I've been fairly relaxed on my claim, have said my prayers and have left it up to God, because He knows best, BUT my claim with the VA has been in since January 31 and as we near the end of September, I've run out of patience!
   Now don't believe nothing has happened since the start (I'm always impatient).  I was fortunate to have gotten Congressman Michael Michaud of Maine read and respond to my letter for help.  His office has assisted me by pushing my case along and I have had my appointments to be reviewed for my claim.  My 4 appointments went well and I even got to meet an old woman whom takes care of her 30 year old son who has MS and has no one else to rely on (bless her heart).  So I've been looking at the bright side of things, until now.
   Now, sigh, now my landlord is willing to sell my husband and I the house we rent, BUT I refuse to become one of the many people that dream big but can't back up their own dreams!  Until I can have the money to secure such a purchase, I can't commit and I'm angry.  If it were up to me, I'd be healthy and I'd be working, but since I spent my last best years in the military, I find it only fair that the military pay for leaving me like this.  I understand that until we know for sure how you get M.S. I have no right to blame the military, but in life if you look close at yourself, someone is always to blame aren't they?
   With that I'm done, I have a migraine!

God Bless,
Michelle