"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to...hey wait, where are you?"

Today is Kaki's birthday. We can't sing to him because he went on a "medical mission" with Dr. sharp et al out to a fob to do physicals. They should be back in a couple of days. The clinic is down to a skeleton crew and it is very quiet. We have new people in training, people coming through on R and R and people who have quit and are leaving. Every morning at morning report you just never know who's going to be there. The numbers range from 25 to 5. We just keep plugging along. We had to to babysitting duty at the Role 3 for one of our patients until we got her medevaced. The "sitters" had to be females, so that reduced our crew a little, but as Zee says, "we'll just kick ass as always." There is a 6 month old baby there that everyone has fallen in love with. She is one happy baby and loves everyone. They have made a crib for her and she has about 100 adopted aunts and uncles there. Including our Medics. I walked into the Ward and there she was in the arms of the Master Chief of the Command. I think he was going to draft her, so she would never leave. It is so uncommon to see children here. Especially a cute young smiling, uninjured one. So my babysitters did some babysitting while they were babysitting. Only in Afghanistan...