Since the beginning of the conflict, I have volunteered to use my medical training to help my people. I was angry about everything that was happening.
From the beginning, in October, the situation at al-Shifa hospital – now entirely in ruins – was catastrophic. There weren’t enough beds for the wounded, who were scattered everywhere. No one seemed to know what was happening as dead bodies piled up.
If you wanted to learn about someone’s condition, you had to go to what was called the “martyrs’ tent” in the hospital courtyard, which was overflowing with bodies.
Seeing fathers bid farewell to their sons, and mothers collapsing from the difficulty of the situation jarred the mind. These were unforgettable, harrowing scenes. ….more
