I was sitting on our back patio, being thankful for my day, even though I had dialysis labs (no problems). I thought back to some of the situations I’ve encountered in life and decided that being on dialysis isn’t all that bad.

Let me explain a little bit. When I was sent to Vietnam by the US Navy as a third tour there, initially, I was to be an electronics advisor mainly out of Nah Bay, which is Nha Trang Bay. As things work in the Navy, this lasted for about three weeks, and a more pressing need developed – that of updating the Mk 19 Mod 0 Grenade Machine Guns to the new Mk 19 Mod 1 configuration. This update was found to be beyond the capability of Vietnamese boat crews, so a Mobile Ordnance Team was formed, and I was in charge. The team consisted of myself, a lieutenant at the time, a Master Chief Gunner’s Mate, a Chief Gunner, and two civilian tech reps from Navy Ordance Station Louisville, KY. Get this: we were in charge of all the ordance on some 1250 Brown Water Navy craft that had been turned over to the Vietnamese Navy. To further complicate matters, no one on the US side had firm data on where said craft were located.

This tracking required me and my team to travel extensively in III-and IV-Corps by whatever means we could beg, borrow, or steal to accomplish our mission. Keep in mind that conflicts were going on in which we were involved as THE ordinance Team.

And that, my friends, leads me to the conclusion that dialysis is not all that bad; at least no one is shooting at you, have clean sheets and a bed at night, and most of the time have digestible food to eat. What’s not to like?