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Shannon Killman Army Veteran

🇦🇺 Army Veteran | 25 Years of Service

After 25 years of service, I’m rebuilding my second chapter.

🏇 Horses • 💪 Fitness • 🌿 Real Life

⬇️ Follow the journey

19/09/2026

Medics really do make the worst patients. 😂

We’re very good at looking after everyone else.

Not quite so good at sitting still, asking for help and actually following our own advice.

One week post-surgery and I’m learning that recovery requires a completely different kind of discipline.

Apparently, “I’ll just do it myself” is not a recognised treatment plan. 😂

So… here’s to learning how to be a patient.

The Second Mission | Episode 8
Mission: Heal ❤️

RecoveryJourney

16/09/2026

It’s amazing how quickly you notice all the things you normally do without thinking….. or pain for that matter 😦

A week ago, I didn’t think twice about opening a bottle, getting dressed, making a coffee, driving somewhere…

Now I’m having to stop and think about how the hell I’m going to do some of the most basic things with one functioning hand - and that functioning hand is my non dominant 😂

It’s also made me realise how much of my independence I take for granted.

I’m used to doing things myself.
I don’t normally need to ask.
And suddenly, there are things I simply can’t do on my own.

Like putting on my over the shoulder boulder holder or washing my hair….

So I’m learning what to ask hubby for help with…… and what not too ask him for help with 😂 IYKYK

Good thing we have a cleaner that comes round fortnightly.

13/09/2026

Turns out recovery is a whole different kind of mission.

Learning to slow down, accept a little help and let my body do its thing.

Not exactly my strong suit… 😂

Week 8. Let the healing begin. ❤️

12/09/2026

Well… the surgery is done.

Yesterday was surgery day.

They fixed the subluxed tendon in my wrist and shaved 3mm off my ulna.

And I’m pleased to report…
I survived. 😂

Last night, however?

Probably the worst sleep I’ve ever had.

Lucky the midnight movie was a classic…

Lethal Weapon.

Because apparently nothing says post-surgery recovery quite like Mel Gibson and Danny Glover at midnight.😂

The nerve block finally wore off at about 5am, so I’m definitely feeling a little more of the wrist now.

Now comes the part I’m probably going to find much harder…
the recovery.

Six to twelve months is a long time, and I’m going to have to learn to be patient, let my body heal and actually accept some help along the way.

So that’s the Week 7 update.

Surgery: ✅
Sleep: ❌
Nerve block: officially fu**ed off. 😂
Home: hopefully very soon.

One step at a time. ❤️

The Second Mission
Mission: Second Chapter

P.s forgive me for not doing a reel this week 😁

07/09/2026

On Friday, I’m having wrist surgery in Brisbane.

They’re fixing a subluxed tendon and shaving 3mm off my ulna.

And the estimated recovery time is…

6 to 12 months.

Yep. That’s a long fu***ng time.😂

This surgery is one of the big reasons I asked for my separation date to be deferred.

I want to be able to continue my medical care, start my hand therapy properly with an OT, and actually have some continuity of care before I walk out the Army gates and start navigating the DVA process.

Because medically separating isn’t as simple as being given a date and saying goodbye.

There’s a whole other battle waiting on the other side (IYKYK) 😳

So Thursday morning I’m flying to Brisbane for my pre-op appointment.

Friday is surgery and an overnight stay.

And Sunday, assuming everything goes to plan, I’ll be flying home to Townsville.

And then…the long recovery begins.

Luckily, some absolute legends who have found my page have sent me books to keep me occupied while I’m recovering.

So apparently I’m going to become a reader. 😂

Because there’s only so much Netflix a girl can watch. But then I guess I also have Stan, Disney and Prime 😂

So this week, I’m taking you along for this part of The Second Mission.

Brisbane.
Surgery.
Recovery.

And whatever the hell comes after that.

P.s Drop the good binge worthy shows you have watched 🙏

04/09/2026

For a long time, I genuinely believed I had failed.

Not getting my RSM appointment hurt.

Not because I thought I was entitled to it.

But because, after almost 25 years of service, it was the last box I wanted to tick.

I wanted to finish my career knowing I’d achieved everything I’d set out to achieve.

And I didn’t.

I wasn’t promoted.
I didn’t get that final appointment.
And for a long time, I let that become the story I told myself.

I wasn’t good enough.
I hadn’t achieved enough.
I’d failed.

What made it harder was knowing that decisions about my career were being made from what was written on paper.

A career profile.
A performance report.
A list of qualifications and achievements.

People comparing one person against another without necessarily knowing the person behind the paperwork.

They didn’t know the people I’d led.
The situations I’d dealt with.
The things I’d sacrificed.
The person I’d become over 25 years.

They saw the paper.

And somehow, I started seeing myself through the same lens.

It has taken me a while to realise that not getting the appointment doesn’t erase everything that came before it.

I can be disappointed.

I can still wish I’d ticked that final box.

And I can still be proud of the career I had.

Those things can exist together.

I didn’t fail.

I just didn’t get the ending I’d planned.

And those are two very different things.

Have you ever wanted something so badly that not getting it made you feel like you’d failed?

I’d genuinely love to hear your story. ❤️

02/09/2026

Success……..

For a long time, I measured myself by things I could prove.

Rank.
Qualifications.
Performance.
Achievements.
The next goal.

And when I didn’t get the promotion I wanted, I definitely didn’t see it as a blessing.

I saw it as a reflection of me.
My failure.

But lately I’ve been thinking about success very differently.

Because when you spend 25 years in an organisation where someone else tells you what “good” looks like…

what happens when you leave and you’re the one who has to decide?

That’s something I’m starting to wrestle with now.

And honestly, I don’t think I have the answer yet.

How do YOU measure success?

Is it achievement?
Money?
Freedom?
Family?
Time?

31/08/2026

I’ve spent most of my adult life chasing the next thing.

The next posting.
The next course.
The next promotion.
The next goal.

And somewhere along the way, I think I got very good at being busy.

Now I’m starting to ask myself a different question:

What do I actually want more of?

More time with my horses.

More mornings at home.

More time with my family.

More time outside.

More freedom.

More opportunities to build something that’s mine.

More time doing things because I want to, rather than because they’re on a task list.

And maybe…less proving.

I’ve spent my whole career proving I can work hard.

That I can push through.

That I can handle difficult things.

That I can keep going.

I don’t think I need to prove that anymore.

This next chapter isn’t about seeing how much more I can squeeze into my life.

It’s about deciding what deserves space in it.

That’s something I’m still figuring out.

But I think I’m finally asking the right questions.

What do you want more of in your next chapter? 🤎

28/08/2026

What has your career cost you?

It’s a question I’ve been thinking about a lot lately.

My Army has given me a lot.

Incredible people.

Experiences I’ll never forget.

Places I never would have seen.

Skills, resilience and confidence I probably wouldn’t have developed anywhere else.

But it has also cost me things.

Time with my family.

Weekends.

Birthdays.

Being there for moments I wish I hadn’t missed.

My body has certainly paid a price.

And there are opportunities I didn’t take because, at the time, the Army was the priority.

And both things can be true.

I can be incredibly grateful for what my career has given me… and acknowledge what it cost me.

I don’t regret my service.

But as I prepare for my next chapter, I’m starting to think differently about what I want my life to look like.

Because every time we say yes to something, we’re usually saying no to something else.

The promotion.

The overtime.

The business.

The career.

The next goal.

Sometimes the sacrifice is worth it.

Sometimes it isn’t.

But I think we should be honest enough with ourselves to actually ask the question.

What am I gaining?

And what am I giving up?

That’s something I’m taking into my Second Mission.

Not regret.

Perspective.

So I’m throwing this one to you:

👇 What has your career cost you?

Not just financially.

What did you miss?
What did you sacrifice?
What did you put on hold?

And ultimately… was it worth it?

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