In less than 80 days, the Army guy, me, the college boy, the rest of the boys, the wonder dog and the mythical cat will all board a plane and fly off to Germany.
It’s booked. We “get to” fly all night and most the next day and will arrive in time for diner on a whole new continent.
It’s exciting for all the parties involved. Except maybe the cat. The cat does not care.
Monday, February 23, 2015
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Ok the wait part is over...
One of the worst part about overseas PCS’s is that the family has to be medically approved to move with the service member. That’s to make sure that medical care is available for the families.
All the family members have a medical screening and the results are sent to the gaining station. The medical personnel there determine if they can be taken care of at that duty station. (This is especially important when dealing with chronic illnesses, cancer, and major disabilities.) Only then will the family be added to the service members orders.
After ZD got his orders, he was given form to start our medical screening and we’ve finally been approved to travel with him.
Whew! What a load off my mind.
Now the real planning begins.
All the family members have a medical screening and the results are sent to the gaining station. The medical personnel there determine if they can be taken care of at that duty station. (This is especially important when dealing with chronic illnesses, cancer, and major disabilities.) Only then will the family be added to the service members orders.
After ZD got his orders, he was given form to start our medical screening and we’ve finally been approved to travel with him.
Whew! What a load off my mind.
Now the real planning begins.
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