Nurse's Dairy
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"Please, do not let me die," we tried to encourage them even though we knew we could do nothing for them. Minutes later the second bombing fell near the hospital, some doctors sent nurses to the front door to separate patients, on the right those who could be saved, in the middle those who had serious wounds and burns, and left those who had deceased, we had to mark them with the initials of what they needed, some with the pain of my soul we could not mark them, I was one of those managers.
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