I would like to take this time to let people in on what happen to me once. I was over in Iraq and we had a little free time so I was not going to give it up and wanted to take some pictures. One of my buddies told me to get on the gun and look over at the cam so that he could take the picture. After the flash went off all I heard was three shots being fired that sounded like slow motion. Without anytime passing by it felt like I was being stabbed in the right side and next thing I knew I was falling over. It took me a few seconds but it had finally come to me that I had been shot and was in need of medical help. I knew at that point with three rounds straight to the side that I was done for. But deep down inside of me there was a part of me going fight like you have never fought before. Medics and all kinds of people were out there to try and help me. It went from being a good day to a FIGHT FOR MY LIFE. Doctors and everyone else were working on me like never before. It was time against time and at that point, Death was looking me down.
