Here is a little backstory before the question, so you all understand why I am concerned about this. Please, just bare with me. Thank you.
Just after I was born, my Dad shipped off to The Gulf War (702nd Frontline Infantry Unit, I believe.).
My first true memory of him was when I was three. I was held by my mom, looking at a calendar, pointing at the day marked with "AL COMES HOME!!"
From here, my next memory is being held in his arms while he was still in uniform.
Since that day, I had fallen in love with all branches of the service. I have always played sporting games such as Airsoft and Hunting, as well as videogames and toys based around the military. I decided when I was ten that I when I turn 18, I am joining The Army. I picked The Army, simply because that was what my dad was in. True, I could do any others, but I felt I was not smart enough for Air Force, and I was not mature enough for Marines. I know the military is not a joke or a game, and I don’t want to be in something that does not feel right to me.
When I turned 18, I went to my local requirement center and they evaluated me. I told them I have asthma and scoliosis. They said that The Army would not accept me based on those two factors, even though I passed the other tests with flying colors.
So, I did some training and became a "Well Controlled Asthmatic" (Basically someone who does have Asthma, but can fight through it and is not affected as much by it anymore) and I also did physical therapy to strengthen my back muscles to the point it corrected my spine.
I fixed the two issues and they said they could work from there. But things started getting bad. My dad had cancer and out of the blue one day, he passed away.
I went back when I was about 19 years old, just after my dad passed away, and they said to me that even though I show great discipline and strengths to push through and give it my all, my mom needs me more then my country does. She needs the support, and from a family point of view, she had just lost her husband. The worst thing I could do to her is leave for the military, which could kill me (Not the training, but serving. I.E. – Shot or what have you.)
I shook my head, went to my truck, and cried. All my life I had wanted nothing more then this, and now I am refused. I see their points, but it still did break me as a man. To be told I can not serve our country. That broke me.
Long story short from here, I was involved in a car accident on May 22, 2009. The damage occurring from the accident is to my heart. I am diagnosed with Vasovagal, which is when the nervous system of the heart messes up and can cause the heart to stop (While on a heart monitor, we have it documented that my heart has stopped once for 2.2 (Two point two, if it is hard to read) seconds, and another time for close to five minutes.)… The other diagnoses is called Bradycardia. This is when the heart’s rhythm is slowed. At a person nearing 21 years old (On May 9th), who is 5’9" and weighs 150ish lbs, I should have a Resting Heart Rate of about 90 or so.
… It is 35.
… On a good day.
Now, here is the question, now that you understand my story.
I know The Army is out. There is no chance I can be accepted. What about The National Guard, or even The Peace Corps. I want to serve. I want to be part of the country and I want to help, in any way I can. Even if it means sitting behind a desk and filing paperwork. I want to be part of the unit and in some way serve this country. For those within the military, do you know of any branches I could do or jobs I could attempt? I know the military is not all about running and gunning (Please excuse the crude phrase). I know there are other parts such as welders, desk workers, computer workers… All kinds of things.
I just don’t know them. I’d like some help figuring something out. So, would The National Guard be a good place for me? Or The Peace Corps? I tried finding information online, but that did not help much. So yeah. Sorry if the story was too long and if the question is too …… vague. I don’t really know how to word such a thing.
Thank you for your time.
-Cory Alan Haugen.