Alessa SullivanAnother day had begun, and this time we didn't just have Ukrainian civilians in triage or on our surgery tables. By chance, a Russian military tank had been attacked by Ukrainian troops and, miraculously, the occupants hadn't died from their injuries.In the mid-afternoon, as we were nearly finished with the surgery on the Russian soldier who required a laparotomy and as we completed the sutures from the amputation of his arms, I was reminded again what war brings to men.While those who profit from the sacrifices of soldiers, who give their lives for others in power, the soldiers themselves lose their lives. In the best case, they survive like this soldier, but without arms and only one of his legs."Doctor, they asked me to tell you that the little boy is awake!" I turned towards the voice.My heart raced, anxious about what might have happened to the little boy. I looked at Carmen standing in front of me, who seemed just as happy as before, not to mention that I was
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