On Wednesday, February 8th, 2012 I graduated from Corps School. For those of you who don't know what a Navy Corpsman does let me inform you. We work in hospitals, on ships, on submarines, and on the battle field. We work with the Navy (duh), the Marines, and the Army. A corpsman works sick call, gives shots, draws blood, inserts IVs, assists in surgeries, prescribes medication, gives stitches, assists dentists, and much, much more. We make sure everyone is healthy, so they can do the job their being paid to do.
My job as a Corpsman will be working with the Marines. That could be in a combat situation, or in a clinic situation. I won't know until they call me up for deployment. All I know is that its my responsability to keep my Marines alive and healthy.
I was chosen for what they call the 13th week (only about 25 out of the 86 people I graduated with got chosen). It's a program that they are testing with a few of the graduating classes before they make it requirement for all classes. Basically it an extra week of class that's a lot more hands on. It's actually pretty great. I feel like this is what all of Corps School should have been like. Oh well.
In a little over a week I'll be heading to Camp Pendleton in California for the next four months. The first two months will be spend working in the Naval hospital on the Marine Corps base, and the second two months will be spent at FMTB (Field Medical Training Batallion) which will teach me how to take all the skills I've learned at Corps school and apply them in the field and in combat situations. Our instructors will be both Navy and Marines. It will be by far the most physically demanding part of my training. But I won't get to in depth with that as I'll be blogging about it in a couple months.
There's a cool poem that we as Corpsman like. It's called the "Corpsman's Prayer". Let me share it with you:
Grant me, oh Lord, for the coming events;
Enough knowledge to cope and some plain common sense.
Be at our side on those nightly patrols;
And be merciful judging our vulnerable souls.
Make my hands steady and as sure as a rock;
when the others go down with a wound or in shock.
Let me be close, when they bleed in the mud;
With a tourniquet handy to save precious blood.
Here in the jungle, the enemy near;
Even the corpsman can't offer much lightness and cheer.
Just help me, oh Lord, to save lives when I can;
Because even out there is merit in man.
If It's Your will, make casualties light;
And don't let any die in the murderous night.
These are my friends I'm trying to save;
They are frightened at times, but You know they are brave.
Let me not fail when they need so much;
But to help me serve with a compassionate touch.
Lord, I'm no hero -- my job is to heal;
And I want You to know Just how helpless I feel.
Bring us back safely to camp with dawn;
For too many of us are already gone.
Lord bless my friends If that's part of your plan;
And go with us tonight, when we go out again.
Author Unknown
I also wanted to share with you the Corpsman Pledge that we took during graduation:
I SOLEMNLY PLEDGE MYSELF BEFORE GOD
AND THESE WITNESSES
TO PRACTICE FAITHFULLY
ALL OF MY DUTIES AS A MEMBER OF
THE HOSPITAL CORPS.
I HOLD THE CARE OF THE SICK AND INJURED TO BE A
SACRED TRUST
AND WILL ASSIST THE MEDICAL OFFICER
WITH LOYALTY AND HONESTY.
I WILL NOT KNOWINGLY PERMIT HARM TO COME TO
ANY PATIENT.
I WILL NOT PARTAKE OF NOR ADMINISTER
ANY UNAUTHORIZED MEDICATION.
I WILL HOLD
ALL PERSONAL MATTERS
PERTAINING TO THE PRIVATE LIVES OF
PATIENTS IN STRICT CONFIDENCE.
I DEDICATE MY
HEART, MIND, AND STRENGTH
TO THE WORK BEFORE ME.
I SHALL DO ALL WITHIN MY POWER
TO SHOW IN MYSELF AN
EXAMPLE OF ALL THAT IS
HONORABLE AND GOOD
THROUGHOUT
MY NAVAL CAREER.
This is us taking the Oath
Me getting my certificate. I officially went from being "Seamen Kelly", to "Hospitalman Kelly".
Some good friends that I made here at Corps School. Most of them got orders to FMTB at Camp Lejeune in North Carolina, but a couple of us got orders to Camp Pendleton in California. All of us are reservists.
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