I drove out to Wright Patterson Air Force Base to get my pre-deployment physical yesterday. It was a nice facility, and infinitely more organized than Branch Medical at Norfolk. I had to get a million shots, have blood drawn, and get a dental cleaning by a hygienist who I suspect was intentionally punishing me for lying about how often I floss.
That alone would have made it the worst day of my life, but I also got to drive home in the biggest blizzard since before Christ. The highway was closed down, which was highly inconvenient seeing as how it was the only way I knew how to get home. So, it took me 4 hours to get home. This is a trip that takes 50 minutes under normal conditions.
On the bright side, the Air Force Whatever Sergeant (I can not learn USAF enlisted ranks for some reason) that gave me the shots was hot, and she put Garfield Band-Aids on both my arms.
Today, I feel like I was hit by a train, particularly on my right side where I was given the flu shot and Anthrax. Well, at least I got to shovel 15 inches of snow off my driveway.