I was the NCOIC (non commissioned officer in charge) of a forward aid station in afghanistan. I had three medics who worked beneath me, and a fairly heavy patrol schedule. My daily work consisted of running sick call, ordering supplies and keeping inventory of our narcotics. I never kept specific hours on sick call because if someone got off gurard duty at say 2a, i wasn't going to make them wait until 8 or 9a, so I was available pretty much 24/7. on top of this once a week I would rotate in the patrol, giving that platoon medic a day off. For whatever reason, whenever I would go out, we would get into a fight and it was me who was treating out casualties. I was also responsible for treating the Afghan Army soldiers when they were injured. I was nominated for a battlefield promotion for my work.
At the chow hall for the main FOB for our battalion, they had a private company cook and prepare the meals. with cutbacks this consisted of breakfast and dinner. the army cooks job was to clean the chow hall and ensure MRE's were set out during lunch. Medics who worked in the Aid St at the FOB, were forced to babysit the cooks to make sure they did in fact clean, because preventative medicine came out for an inspection and shut the chow hall down due to the uncleanliness. The army cook who ran the chow hall was also put in for a battlefield promotion.
guess who won out. the cook was also female.
as far as the ROE, without getting into it too much, if the taliban shot at us from a mud hut, we weren't allowed to shoot back for fear of collateral damage to that mud hut