About all I can say, was f this story isn't motivational for you, you're a lost cause. This is well written from the heart of this trooper. I'm keeping the article, and every time I get down about my measly PTSD, I'm going to read it. I wonder if I could be this brave if this happened to me. I'd like to think I would, but I'll never know.
In 2010, I lost all four limbs to an IED. Six years later, I got new arms, and now I’m getting my life back.
“Don’t let me die here. Please don’t let me die here. I don’t want to fucking die here.”
I remember screaming that as a medic and the guys from my platoon frantically worked to put tourniquets around the shredded flesh and bone where my arms and legs were just seconds before. Through blurred vision I could see flashes of red. Blood was everywhere. And there was nothing but pain and chaos as I laid helpless in the sand.