“Hello, how are you? I usually don’t write much, but last night, after yet another explosion in the city, two facts hit me.
While we were receiving the first patients, a nurse was on the phone with his dad to know where he was and If he was okay: it can’t be easy to hear a blast and imagine that your father, your sister, a friend might be there and that you might not see them again.
Then I looked into the operating room. Azim, our surgeon, raised his head, looked at me and said, ‘Every day like this: I can’t do this anymore.’ And there you go, this is Kabul…
A big hug, Giorgia. ”
A big hug to you, Giorgia, and to all the hospital staff in Kabul.