Burnseyy

I just have an incredible metabolism. I broke my pinky bone inside the palm(between the wrist and knuckle). At first, I thought it was a sprain, but 3 days later I saw a doctor, and it was a break. And it had already knitted the bones back together, so the doctor had to check for internal bleeding, rebreak the bone, and set it. I was in a half-cast, where only my pinky and ring fingers were held in place, leaving my middle, index, and thumb free. Three weeks later, I went in, they peeled the cast, and it took me and the nurse almost 5 minutes to get my poor gimped out hand flat enough to X-ray. The doctor came in 10 minutes later, confused. "Jon...are you SURE it was your right had that was broken?"

hehe. That was funny.

As for the risk of the job, I'm like "meh." The BIGGEST risk I run, is when it's time for my wife and I to have kids, I'm most likely going to have nothing but girls. Radiation on the line isn't enough to sterlize me, but the "Y" chromosone swimmers are actually weaker and smaller than X's, and are the first to fry/die off. Statistically, about 90% of the male maintainers in my carreer field that are dads, have girls only.

I joined the military because I was going no where with my life, needed a kick in the pants, and I knew what the military would do to me, and for me. It wasn't an easy decision...I'm a pacifist. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a "oh, no one needs a military. Join the Peace Corps instead...you'll get the same travel opportunities and benefites!" idiot. I know the military is a needed orginization, I just couldn't bring myself to be part of it. However, I knew that I wanted to marry my at the time girlfriend, and be a good provider for her. So, I made the decision to adjust my morales, and enlisted. But, then, I was already 24, and would keep a job 6 months max, so I knew I needed to do something drastic. And it worked for me.