Sunday, October 18, 2015

Scouting Life


“Do Your Best” is a motto to live by. I have a passion for scouting. I joined cub scouts when I was first eligible- which is first grade. When a young boy learn the Cub Scout promise, he earns his Bobcat badge. Generally, a lot of students join scouting for a year or two, but it is really important to stay in scouting to get the full effect and advantages. Leadership is necessary to mold and shape the minds and actions of these students. Many, many hours have to be put into training for these positions, and leaders have to be of great moral character. Dedication to a busy lifestyle and to the children of the community dictate the hallmark of great leaders of the organization.

The benefits of scouting are endless. Something about putting on a uniform helps you feel as if you belong to a quality outfit, and you do belong- to a pack, a troop- to the leaders. You even have an involvement with the other scouters that make you feel a couple of inches taller. No one in a scout troop is alone. You work at the same pace on a lot of projects and yet you are not held back by others. A friend is always near and you never have a reason to be afraid. Learning is the name of the game.
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Tying knots are one of the first things a young person learns. He learns about honesty, and loyalty and other traits of being a good person. Shooting arrows and throwing knives are courses taught during twilight camps, and swimming and cooking go along with week end campouts. Compass reading and tips to keep someone from getting lost are reiterated often for safety. Health issues such as first aid are taught and tested. Wood working and model car racing are fun activities that are done often.
 
I encourage parents of young boys to investigate what scouting has to offer. It is an awesome opportunity for dads to do fun activities with their sons. A young man growing up in a house hold where there is no father, for whatever reason, can definitely benefit from the comradery of other boys, their dads and the leadership. Scouting is designed for grades on up to high school- with camper activities of all ages. Please take my advice and check out these articles to see the opportunities.

Friday, October 2, 2015

An Ambulance Ride

When I had my accident recently on the Chattahoochee River, I had no idea my wound would cause such trouble. This incident happened on Saturday, September 5, around 2:00 PM. Everyone was alarmed due to my blood disorder which keeps my blood from clotting normally to stop bleeding. Clotting turned out to be the least of my worries on this day. The water in the rivers of Georgia are exceptionally nasty. I never really realized how bad they were north of Atlanta until this accident happened to me. The worse thing I did, it seems, is let time go by. 

Actually, my parents took me to the Emergency Department at Tanner in Carrollton as soon as my tubing trip was over. Saturday night at 10:00, I was filling out hospital forms and explaining my story. The professionals took note of how deep and wide my gash was, cleaned it and bandaged it up. They advised us to be very cautious about watching the swelling and the red areas around it. They also warned me about my temperature.

By 5:00 PM Sunday evening, we knew we were in trouble. Infection had taken over my knee, and it was very obvious. The whole gash was filled with a white mucus like gunk and was oozing extremely bad. I was running a high fever of 101.1⁰F. My leg was red and swollen above and below the line that we had made that night at the hospital. It was very painful, and I couldn’t walk on it. We went back to the emergency room, only to discover our fears were right-my knee had gotten infected, and my joints in my knee and foot were full of fluid. There was no doubt I’d be staying overnight in the hospital. There was only one question. Which hospital? I had to call my health care provider because of my bleeding disorder and they had me put the doctor at Tanner on the phone. I could hear the Egleston hospital doctor yelling at my doctor, and when they hung up he told me that an ambulance would be there shortly to transport me to a different hospital. I knew one of the only hospitals Egleston would put me in was under their own roof. That was a long ride. My dad and I left Carrollton after midnight, arriving in Atlanta around 1:30.
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I was pretty upset to find out I would have to have surgery on Monday morning. The infection needed to be scraped from the wound. Five types of bacteria had set up in my body since I was my first trip to Carrollton’s ER on Saturday night after the accident. I admit I was a little nervous, but, I had to have surgery when I was younger. Little did I know, my leg would get worse before it would get better.