Thursday, November 15, 2012

Training in progress

It should have been in camp for the first 3 weeks but was out for a day on Deepavali. In full attire with cap and boots. My son. Tanned and leaner. "No chinese please"  After 2 weeks of "a veg, a drumstick with thick gravy atop his rice,  a soup and an apple, he just wants his sushi. My nourishing soup has to wait.
His dry cough confirmed that there was indeed such an ailment known as the" Tekong cough"  when many in his platoon too was down with sore throat, lost of voice and dry cough.
In keeping the recruits hydrated, drinking half a litre in one go is a must and constantly before and during training and exercise.
Strict discpline observed at all times. And yes, after the parents left, the polite language left with them.

Friday, November 09, 2012

First two weeks

Since last tuesday, the weather has been unpredictable. A hot sunny morning that can suddenly have dark clouds loom over followed by thunder and lightning. Next moment it's torrential rain. From such a hot day to sudden flash flood. This is the tropic monsoon season. If I'm obsessed with the weather, it's because, I'm thinking of my son. Going through his training in this hot and wet day. Can see him running in the rain, in the sun.
Been communicating with him via sms nearly every night. Two nights ago he msg to say he had been down with fever, headache and sore throat. Lost his voice in the process. Been to see the medical office and was given some medication. Not surprised as he hardly goes out in the hot sun let alone jog a mile. He jogs in the bright moonlight. He will have to acclimatise.