June 10th no more.

June 10th, at the time you seemed so far away...now you seem right around the corner.

Tim is no longer graduating on June 10th, like we had been expecting.

After passing every single test with a score never under 92, and while maintaining a 97 average..he was flunked on a test that he provided correct answers for..just provided too much information.

He took his test April 6th, and was told shortly after that he failed it. They told him that he provided too much information. We can only assume that since he's intel, that he was failed because you can't give too much information in that field. The following day, Wednesday, he had a retest. Once again, he provided the correct answers..just not worded properly. Say instead of using 'unfavorable' he used the words 'not good'. Ridiculous reasons. Apparently the Sergeant that was grading the tests was grading based off the rubric.

**In AIT you are only able to fail a test twice, the first time and the retry, before you're restarted or reclassed. Restarting would have him retaking the course again, either from the beginning or putting him with a class that is coming up on what he just failed. Reclassing is switching mos', which normally only happens if a person is restarted and fails again or requests to be put in a critical MOS.**

Since he has been doing great in his class, sits at the front, takes TONS of notes and aces his tests..his teachers wrote an appeal to their superiors on Thursday, requesting he be able to take the test a third time. A few of his classmates even joined in and wrote appeals as well. So we waited, and we waited, and waited some more to hear what would happen.

He had spoke to his directors in his class and told them he was thinking about just reclassing to a separate mos. His director told him he'd be stupid to do that, that he was amazing in this field. He told Tim that they grade off the rubric, which sees in black and white. He told Tim, 'most people in the intel field see things in black and white without any shades of grey. You see in shades of grey. You have common sense in this area, which a lot of people lack. We need people like you, to even out those that can't see it that way.' I'm pretty sure that made Tim feel better, because honestly, he does kick ass in the intelligence field.

That weekend, Tim showed one of his sgt's his foot and his sgt told him that if he saw him in class Monday morning, he'd give him an Article 15 and drag his ass down to sick call himself. So early Monday morning, Tim went to sick call.

Tim waited for five hours before he was seen by a doctor. The doctor came in, told Tim to take off his boot and sock and then he turned around to wash his hands. When he turned back around, Tim said he nearly hurled all over the floor from the smell and sight of his foot.

I guess I haven't explained that part yet. When I went to see Tim in March, he was complaining about a small, quarter sized, part on the side of his foot that was raw and tingled. At the time it just looked like a blister from running in his boots, so we blew it off. When I went to visit him for his birthday..he showed his mother and said it had gotten worse. I didn't look because I was eating, I didn't want to hurl. Anyway, turns out it had gotten a lot worse.

Well, when the doctor saw it..he called in the head doctor for that area..who in turn, called in 6 more doctors. They told Tim that he had a severe case of trench foot, and it was beyond any cream or medicine. They told him he needed to keep it dry and if it got any worse, they'd talk amputation. They were worried about gangrene setting in. He was put on profile; no PT and he couldn't wear anything but flip flops so that his feet would dry out and heal.

Later that week (12th-16th), he was told that since he was on profile and wouldn't be able to do the upcoming training that was required to graduate, that he wouldn't be able to retake the test. They told him he was going to be a restart and that he was going to be put on quarters til his foot healed.

Quarters, when he is stuck to his room til his foot either A) gets better B) rots off. So basically, he gets to go crazy stuck in his room all day ever day. Can you say cabin fever?

He had a doctors appointment this morning to see how his foot is healing. Hopefully the doctor thinks it's getting better and allows him to go back to class. This whole 'not knowing when the next time I'll see my husband is' thing is fairly irritating. If they tell him he can go back to class...hopefully he will find out where he is at in his training. Whether they are going to restart him from the beginning or wait til an upcoming class reaches where he is at.

I'm not expecting him to graduate before November to be honest. If he does graduate in November like I'm expecting..that means by the time he is done with training..he will have been gone from us, the length of a deployment. No, I'm not saying it's like a deployment, for very obvious reasons, but the time apart and not living and functioning as a family..will be the same. They are being told to expect deployment within 90 days of graduation, if that is the case..we will have been apart for a year, together for three months, then he'll be gone for another year.

The reality of that possible situation is slowly sinking in. The silver lining in all of this is that Tim has non-deployable status longer since he'll be in training longer..and that he's knocking more time off his contract being in training.