Big Splash

Wow. It's so dead on my blog. lol I feel like I'm writing in my own personal diary.

Today I walked my husband out before he went to the range. Nothing really abnormal about it, except that this is practice for the SRT (Special Response Team, same as SWAT) training he will be doing. Normally I would have just been thinking about how hot he looked in black BDUs, with his duty belt on, AR-15 across his chest waiting for the other guy to pick him up so they could just ride in together. This time, I felt fear grip me. This time is the first step towards my husband becoming part of a SRT.

A while back he asked me what I thought about him being part of the team. Starting their own SRT is something he and his co-workers have been talking about since he got hired with his department over three and a half years ago. It is something I never thought would happen, so I said sure. Then he came home with the information. It is actually going to happen, and very quickly. Instead of slowly dipping my toes in the water, then working my way in, I'm getting launched head first from the high board, and I'm afraid of heights.

The part of me that knows what goes into police training knows this is a good thing. It's more training that he can use on his day to day calls. He gets called to assist other agency's SWAT teams now. This training will help to protect him and his co-workers better than before. The risks aren't high, and he will be part of a small town team, so he shouldn't be called in for it that often. Honestly, the benefits out weigh the risks by a lot. If anything, this training will reduce the chances of him getting hurt or killed in the line of duty.

SWAT is kind of like any other job. When you're going to bust down a door, you know dang well the people on the other side are going to be bad guys. In addition to all the training and preparation that goes into busting down the door, you're prepared for what is going to happen. It's a luxury cops don't get most of the time. Normal patrol means you don't know if Granny is going to come at you with nun chucks and a sawed off shotgun, so you have to try to keep your guard up while being polite all the time. In that way, it also makes SWAT seem like a good idea. I'd much rather know my husband is prepared going into a situation.

Then there is the nagging civilian part of me that has seen too many movies and has been out of the field for too long. It keeps saying 'but he could get hurt.' Well yeah, but he's a cop. He could get hurt any day he's working. The part responds with 'this is more dangerous.' No. It really isn't, but like a kid in a toy store, no matter how much I try to reason with the voice, it just won't give in!