recoverydog
09-05-09, 08:46 PM
Hey all, I don't really post here I'm more of a lurker. I saw this forum and just had to post. I have been having some troubles lately and thought this might be the right place to go. First a little background. I was stationed at MCAS Miramar from 02-05 served as a Aircraft Recovery Specialist. (Emergency Aircraft Arresting Gear, runway lighting ect.) We hosted the annual MCAS Miramar airshow good times for all, one of the biggest airshows on the west coast.
October 15 2004 was just another day of kickin back with Crash Crew watching the airshow. I remember that bright yellow plane like it was yesterday, pulling up up up into the loop and coming down down down and slamming into the ground about 500 yards in front of me. I remember staring frozen in fear and disbelief at what just happened. Tower radio screaming "Crash! Crash! Crash!" and the firetrucks rolling.
I remember watching Crash Crew pull Sean DeRosier's lifeless body out of the aircraft and load him in the huey.
I picked up the pieces of Sean's airplane that day and loaded them on a flatbed truck. I remember the blood, used medical supplies and shattered pieces of aircraft. The airshow went on but I never really snapped out of the trance that I was in that day. It took me a few days to feel "normal" again. I EAS'ed one year to the day of that crash.My last year in the Corps I thought about that day a lot and I still do.
During my C&P exam before my EAS I had mentioned all of this to the shrink. I told him I thought I might have PTSD, he asked if I was ever in Iraq/Afghanistan. No I was not, he asked if I had ever seen any combat. No I have not, he then proceeded to tell me since I have never been to war that I could not posibbly be suffering from PTSD. So he gives me a 10% rating for Generalized Anexity Disorder.
Fast foward to Jan 2009. I have been out of the Corps for almost 4 years. I have a great job, I work for the City as an Airport Operations Specialist.
I am living the American Dream. Just bought a house, have a great wife and kids everything is peaches and cream. Then one day out of the blue I start to have what I can best describe as "Panic Attacks". Pounding heart dizzyness, parinoia ect, ect, I'm sure you all know the symptoms. At first I thought I was having a heart attack or stroke. So I haul a$$ to the emergency room and have all the blood, urine, x-rays, EKG tests done. Turns out I'm healthy as a horse.
So I have been seeing a VA shrink for a few months now and she has me on antidepressants and antianexity medication. It helps some, I guess I have good days and bad days. I explaned everything to her and she has yet to give me a firm diagnosis. Any help or tips from my fellow Marines? Somedays I feel totally out of control like I am losing my mind or going crazy. Other days I feel fine. But that day at Miramar will haunt me for the rest of my life.
October 15 2004 was just another day of kickin back with Crash Crew watching the airshow. I remember that bright yellow plane like it was yesterday, pulling up up up into the loop and coming down down down and slamming into the ground about 500 yards in front of me. I remember staring frozen in fear and disbelief at what just happened. Tower radio screaming "Crash! Crash! Crash!" and the firetrucks rolling.
I remember watching Crash Crew pull Sean DeRosier's lifeless body out of the aircraft and load him in the huey.
I picked up the pieces of Sean's airplane that day and loaded them on a flatbed truck. I remember the blood, used medical supplies and shattered pieces of aircraft. The airshow went on but I never really snapped out of the trance that I was in that day. It took me a few days to feel "normal" again. I EAS'ed one year to the day of that crash.My last year in the Corps I thought about that day a lot and I still do.
During my C&P exam before my EAS I had mentioned all of this to the shrink. I told him I thought I might have PTSD, he asked if I was ever in Iraq/Afghanistan. No I was not, he asked if I had ever seen any combat. No I have not, he then proceeded to tell me since I have never been to war that I could not posibbly be suffering from PTSD. So he gives me a 10% rating for Generalized Anexity Disorder.
Fast foward to Jan 2009. I have been out of the Corps for almost 4 years. I have a great job, I work for the City as an Airport Operations Specialist.
I am living the American Dream. Just bought a house, have a great wife and kids everything is peaches and cream. Then one day out of the blue I start to have what I can best describe as "Panic Attacks". Pounding heart dizzyness, parinoia ect, ect, I'm sure you all know the symptoms. At first I thought I was having a heart attack or stroke. So I haul a$$ to the emergency room and have all the blood, urine, x-rays, EKG tests done. Turns out I'm healthy as a horse.
So I have been seeing a VA shrink for a few months now and she has me on antidepressants and antianexity medication. It helps some, I guess I have good days and bad days. I explaned everything to her and she has yet to give me a firm diagnosis. Any help or tips from my fellow Marines? Somedays I feel totally out of control like I am losing my mind or going crazy. Other days I feel fine. But that day at Miramar will haunt me for the rest of my life.