Original post: https://www.facebook.com/grigoriystrykun/posts/5033697440031009
Today I am 28.
I spent 6 hours of this 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, lungs, eyes, and limbs at the same time – the fragments are very insidious. ⠀
A little more than three weeks ago, I had a completely different idea about my life. I rejoiced with my patients in the results of their aesthetic and surgical operations and could meet with my friends on the weekends for dinner at a restaurant or 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, have a defined category, and follow countless refresher courses. I am a little more “lucky” in this regard. Now I compare myself to a child thrown into the depths to learn to swim. However, I still learned to swim. It is certainly a fortification for a surgeon, and it is beneficial. But it would rather do 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, I wish to feel all that this wounded man felt today, only 100 times stronger.
