Louisiana Sandusky hears from her friend Gwendolynn Robicheaux, who is currently recovering from surgery at the VA hospital. Gwendolynn is in a better frame of mind.
Saturday, July 8, 2006, 10:58 a.m., D.S.T.~
Dear Friend Louisiana~
Thank you for your letter; it was wonderful to hear from you! You always manage to put a smile on my face whenever I seem to need it the most! That is very much appreciated! :)
I am doing (somewhat) better; still here in this godforsaken bed, bored out of my gourd! I don't know when I will be leaving this place; I guess I am in here for the long haul. It is enough to drive me mad!! GRR! I HATE hospitals! I am so sick of hospitals I could just SPIT!! LOL
No, I am afraid I don't believe in God; after all, how can He be good when He allows all this bad stuff to happen? Look at the fighting going on in the world. Look at the terrorists spreading fear and death, with no way to stop their dastardly doings. Look at all the killings of innocent children going on in society, and nobody seems to give a flying fuck about them! Look at all the destruction of our land--all the pollution, all the litter and waste lining our landscapes, all the diseases running rampant--and you say God cares. If He DID care, there would not be all this devastation or sadness going on in our world!!
Look at my own fate. Lost my legs, burned my lower half in that bomb blast, three of my comrades dead--and I saw them die. I still have nightmares to this day, and I still can't watch a war drama without flippin' out or the news without getting goosebumps. Look at the life I have now. I am severely disabled, and I don't know what the future holds for me. It is scary, and I am trying like hell not to give up hope; but when I keep getting stuck with needles or tortured in therapy, what in the world am I supposed TO think or do??
It was good to see you and your family on July Fourth. You are so right: it was a moving experience in all areas, and the President coming only made it all the more exciting! To think I, Gwendolynn Robicheaux, actually got to shake hands with the PRESIDENT! WOW!! I am still on cloud nine! LOL And Tyler, he can't seem to quit talking about it either!! He is runnin' on all cylinders, and he is still on a roll about his singing on stage! He really did a good job, and he really enjoyed himself!!
I loved your little girl, Ronee', and your little boy, Johnny. They are both good little performers, and I can tell that they enjoy what they do. They are both going to be famous one day; you mark my words! :) Tell those sweethearts that I say hello, and give them a hug from me, okay?
I am glad you got to get away from the children for a week. That cruise sounds like something I need! Hmm. Maybe once I get out of here--that is, if I EVER get on out of here!--, Tyler and I can take a cruise; it's worth a thought!
By the way, Tyler has told me that he is in love with me. Well, I am in love with him too. He may not have his one leg, but it hasn't dampened his spirit: he is still the funloving, mischevious guy I met at boot camp wayyy back, and he loves to live life to the fullest. He has seen to bring a little joy in my world, and I am much better IN knowing him! :) Now I have a boyfriend, and maybe this will help in my (looooooooong) recovery! Maybe now I have something to live for in my miserable situation!! Maybe now it won't be so bad here at the hospital now that I have a boyfriend! *grins*
I also have you, and I have your family. I am indeed a lucky person! :)
I forgot to tell you this until now, but yesterday, I got a surprise visit from my maman and daddy! When I saw them I cried like a little girl! So much for being a tough Marine, hunh? *grins* They are both in their sixties, but they are quite healthy, and for that I can be grateful! There are so many other seniors who aren't as fortunate! I have seen some seniors here who know very little of what is going on about them, or seniors who are desperately sick, and it is enough to break this hardened Marine's heart!!
It sounds like you are enjoying your new little Russian boy, Vlademir. He is indeed lucky to have you as a mama! I do hope that he settles down soon; it sounds like he is still scared of his new surroundings.
I know I was when I went to Iraq; it was ungodly hot there, nothing but desert, and even though a lot of the people there did want us there, there were quite a few bad apples there who made it tough on everybody, and it was a dangerous place to be. Still is; with those crazy insurgents and the Taliban still afoot, nobody is safe there in Iraq! This is one reason why we are still at war; we must do all we can to rid that place of those people!! They are nothing but trouble!!
Well, Louie, it is time to eat soon: I can smell the food cart outside the door, and I am getting a bit famished. Maybe I can feel like eating today now that I am over most of the worst of the pain from my most recent surgery! Take care, and may there be many blessings to you! Do write again soon, and do visit me too! Would really love to see you again!
(((HUGS))) and love, your (Marine) friend, Gwendolynn MeShell Robicheaux. :)
This was such a moving letter, Karen. Having seen so much in military hospitals, we are sure this is one hell of a high-spirit girl!!! After all her terrible drama, still full of hope and life, wonderful. As uplifting as it was moving!
Love and Hugs, B&R
Karen
I agree with that friendly and amiable Ogre Ed down there..
We all should visit the VA Hospitals more often..
And always remember that it is Belial that is causing all the trouble and hatred in the world...Not God ..:)
Love
Peter
Keep Up Your Valiant Spirit, Gwendolynn, and wonderful news about your boyfriend, and the visit from your mamman and daddy. I think we all need to visit our heroic troops in the VA Hospitals far more often than we do.
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