Five Surgeries, Two Purple Hearts and Still Fighting for VA Benefits

When Pam's fiancé, Charles, was on his second tour to Iraq in December of 2004, he feared what awaited him. On his first tour, a year prior, he had witnessed the chaos and the bloodshed, the friends who didn't return home. Charles had escaped with a shot to his jaw the first time, but, preparing for the worst, he gave Pam power of attorney for his belongings. Still, in a hopeful moment before his deployment from Fort Bragg, Charles put an engagement ring on Pam's finger. "I cried all night when he left," remembers Pam.

When they were lucky, Pam and Charles had a half hour each day to talk (on his cell phone or via instant messages) about the life they'd been planning together, the house they had bought, and their garden that Pam had been tending. So when Pam hadn't heard from Charles in nearly three days, her spirit, she says, told her something was wrong. "My stomach ached for three days," Pam remembers. "I just knew that something had happened." Because they weren't yet married, it was Charles' mother, not Pam, who received the call that he had been killed in the line of duty.

Seven months after he'd said goodbye to Pam, Charles' front-line unit was hit by an IED in Mosul. Six of his fellow soldiers died in the attack and, amidst the confusion, Charles, known as Sgt. Charles Eggleston, was counted amongst the dead. The call to Charles' mother had been a mistake -- one that Pam had been lucky enough not to know about until she'd finally talked to Charles again, three days after the attack.

When they finally spoke on the phone, Pam says, "I was glad that he still remembered me, that he could talk to me, and that he was alive. I decided that I loved him enough that I could deal with the rest."

Charles barely survived: he had broken legs (one of which he nearly lost), a punctured and collapsed lung, brain damage and such traumatic injuries to his spine that only stem cell therapy and titanium rods restored his ability to walk. He's had five surgeries since and has been in rehabilitation since December of 2005. Two purple hearts adorn his uniform and he walks with the help of a cane. But not all of Charles' injuries were immediately treatable.

Charles had nightmares and he was hypersensitive," says Pam. "He could hear things only my cat could hear."

"My sleep was disrupted, too. But we talked about his tour and how it affected him. Charles sought out therapy to work through his issues -- many in the military don't, which is why I believe the divorce rate is astronomical." Pam and Charles were married in 2006, ten years after meeting in Maryland, where they had lived only blocks apart. "I was airing out my car in the summer and he said he had seen me making illegal u-turns in the street. He is always trying to be funny," she laughs. "Humor is a vital part of our relationship."

Pam is a Program Evaluator for the Washington/Baltimore High Intensity Drug Trafficking Area -- a law enforcement drug interdiction program where she works in the treatment division. Charles, on the other hand, was a network architect for Verizon Communications and a reservist before he was called to serve in Iraq. Before meeting Pam, he also served in Desert Storm. But going off to war in the Middle East wasn't the reason why Charles joined the military. He'd studied computer engineering at Cornell and enlisted so he could help people "with disasters like Hurricane Katrina," Charles says.

Although her father was in the Air Force and she has a cousin currently serving his third tour in Iraq, Pam has never supported the American-led invasion of Iraq that began five years ago on March 20th. At the time of the invasion, she was, however, in love with a man whose duty it was to serve in his country's armed forces during times of war. She and Charles had planned a life together, wanted to get married, and had already bought a house in Maryland with a large garden. Before Charles nearly lost his leg in Iraq, they had sometimes strolled through The National Arboretum.