I have been through several stages in my life, both happy and sad. When we can save a patient’s leg from amputation and see him after a period of time walking on it, smiling and happy to have not lost it.Mohib, a quiet doctor, travels each day from his home to the hospital with a mission – to assist suffering people back to strength and wellness.
Mohib, a quiet doctor, travels each day from his home to the hospital with a mission – to assist suffering people back to strength and wellness.
When an ambulance arrives at the hospital Mohib and the other doctors rush towards it. They find a little girl in there. Carrying a school bag on her back, her body is covered with blood and stone caused by the shelling of her home after she returned from school.
Mohib enters the operating room where the little girl is. He performs several operations, and then finally leaves the room unable to contain his joy after successfully saving her life.
Mohib sees the joy and smiles on the faces of the girl’s father and mother as she starts recovering. When she starts walking and leaving the hospital in good health with her family it’s a feeling that cannot be described.
Mohib says: “Our medical work inside Syria is difficult and dangerous, as a result of random shelling and we have had difficult cases during the last years of the crisis. But that will not deter us from pursuing our mission – serving people is part of my life.
I have been through several stages in my life, both happy and sad. When we can save a patient’s leg from amputation and see him after a period of time walking on it, smiling and happy to have not lost it.
When you see a family of seven members and their home has been bombed. Three of their children come to the hospital and three are wounded and trapped under the rubble, while another is missing. The children are screaming for their mothers and fathers and there’s a state of panic in addition to the surgical situation for the injured children.
The greatest joy you get is when a brother or sister has been found alive in the rubble and you can join them with their wounded siblings, reuniting the family in the same hospital, which gives indescribable happiness.
The worst part is that sometimes we are forced to hide from a child that they have lost a mother or a brother. Talking becomes very tough for us a medical team.
In fact, one of the worst situations is when you are trying to save the life of a small child – seven or eight years old – and everyone is waiting outside the operating room. Unfortunately we may lose her. It’s a feeling so severe that it can’t be described.
I think the most difficult situation that I have been through was arriving at the operating room and seeing my uncle (my father’s brother) facing the possibility of having his legs amputated. He is a farmer at the age of 70 and was wounded in the field where he works. I was forced to rescue him with the other doctors. How I wish the crisis in our country and the crisis ends soon so people can live in peace and quiet.