20 July 1970
I’m out of the hospital! I was discharged this morning, early. My temperature had been down to normal all night, so I guess the doctor figured it was a good time to get me out of his hair! Ha.
They never did figure out what was wrong with me, and they did absolutely nothing to cure my illness. I just got well by myself. So, you see, I could have just stayed in my quarters for those three days and just sweat it out.
Of course - if it had been malaria - well!
Life over here is just hour by hour because you never know what’ll happen to upset your plans. Just like my getting sick almost upset R&R - and I could get sick again, I hope not!
I’m not flying tomorrow because I want to make sure I’m well. Instead, I’ll stand ODO, and just rest some more, and then start flying the next day. Although I’m unhappy with the war, I do see the reason we’re here. I just don’t agree with the way it’s being fought.
Sounds as if you really enjoyed your trip to Oklahoma and you sure got to see a lot of people. I suppose we will go up through there on our way to Cherry Point. I suppose you’ve already figured out by now that my squadron was not the one which went to Japan. That squadron was a reconnaissance squadron with special F-4’s and A-6’s.
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