Today I am 28. I spent 6 hours that day in the operating room, operating on the wounded
Today, for the first time in my life, I performed surgery on the open heart, aorta and lungs, eyes and limbs at the same time - the fragments are very insidious.
A little over three weeks ago, I had a completely different idea of my life, rejoiced with patients in the results of their aesthetic and surgical operations, could meet with friends on the weekends for dinner at a restaurant, go to the movies.
But all this now seems like a dream, unreal.
Under normal circumstances, to have access to the operation of such complex cases, the surgeon must be well over 30, there must be a category, many refresher courses. I am a little more "lucky" in this regard.
Now I compare myself to a child who is thrown into the depths to learn to swim. But I still learned to swim.
Of course for the surgeon it is hardening, it is only for the benefit, but it would be better if I did it in peacetime.
On my birthday, I wish everyone peace as soon as possible and an end to this terrorism against peaceful people. And for those who are to blame for all this - to feel all that this wounded man felt today, only 100 times stronger.