I'd been a military brat my entire life. Dad joined the Navy in 74, and I came around in 80. He was on submarines and I wanted to be a Navy officer right up to my sophmore year in high school. Wanted to get a degree in Nuclear Engineering till I brought home less than stellar math grades. So I gave them up and decided on either the Air Force or Army.
Got ROTC scholarships with both the Army and Air Force, and chose the Army. Contracted as a Cadet after my Freshman year. Went to Airborne School (Class 38-00, C Co.) between my Soph and Junior year. Went to what the Army called "Advanced Camp" at Ft. Lewis, WA after my senior year. This is where they evaluate cadets and give that person a score which determines A)Active or Reserve Duty, B)Branch, and C) First Post.
Had the physical the first couple of days into it, and they say, "Hey, you have Chrons Disease." Which was true, because I'd started to develop some bowel problems halfway through senior year. Ie, bleeding, cramping, pain, etc. So, fast forward 2 weeks later, they say, have a nice day, you're not going into the Army. Here's your free plane ride home.
So, two weeks before being commissioned a 2LT in the US Army, I was sent home. Not really knowing what to do next, I took some tests... Civil Service, Border Patrol, and Immigration Inspector. Now, I've been a Customs and Border Protection Officer for over 2 years.
Probably a good thing. Because of the Chrons, I developed and infection that became progressively worse. It wasn't until seeing a Colorectal Surgeon that he said something bad was happening and I had surgery. I'm guessing I'd had the infection for 2 years or so, because the day after the surgery, all the crap I'd been feeling went away.
If I can get myself feeling back to maybe 90%, I'll look to enlisting in the Army Reserves. From there, I'll get my dream job as a 96U, Oh yeah!!