I led a relatively adventurous life, even before I joined the Army. I faced many of the same challenges that most people encounter on a daily basis. When I enlisted and deployed overseas to fight the global war on terror, I knew my odds of surviving depended on my preparedness, my fellow soldiers, and a lot of luck.
I had a very bad day at work shortly after returning home to Fort Hood from my second deployment. When I least expected it, in the safety and security of a military base on American soil, I was shot four times, including a direct blow to my head. In an instant, my lifelong good health and carefree lifestyle was history. Ironically, I had always wanted to be a noteworthy part of history, and for my sins, I got exactly what I wanted.