Picta: In the Reanimation Unit in Donetsk (part 1)

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– Don't be afraid, they're all unconscious.It's 5:30. Morning. I'm in CPR. They showed me where the bowls and clean towels lie, how to spread the water and how much soap to add to the liquid.

– Wash as you wash an average man. Wash the blood where it went, the dirt... and everything else. They're leading me on. Short instructions about a female who had an accident. She doesn't know that her full household died yet, that her daughter was buried yesterday. Do you understand? Come on.

The known face of a soldier

I'm going to bed by the window. A soldier's eyes are scattered, his head is covered with a thick layer of bandage, and there's a bleeding wound on the back of his head. He's a real giant, and the facial features of a man match a wooden idol from a past book. I look at my hands and legs – they are tied with men's ties, beautiful, expensive! The useless part of the wardrobe in Donetsk was utilized in CPR.

Under the contact of warm water, a soldier... He smiles and wrinkles his nose, which remains absolutely whole, not even broken. And abruptly I think I've seen him before. Exactly, 100% that he gave me an interview and was kidding. That impression is so strong, I'm even trying to remember his name and his unit.

This feeling abruptly and completely removes my disgust. I wash it like I'm washing a relative, all time I'm so glad to see that the next part of my body is okay, and this...

Nationals

There are women and men, civilians and soldiers, mixed together. There are 5 of the six CPR sites occupied: accident, diabetes, military, road accident, fire, fire.

The soldier from the another bed is “fresh”. He arrived yesterday after a military traffic accident. 2 military vehicles collided at night, where it was customary to drive without lights. There's no tube in his trachea, so he can talk. She speaks vaguely, but the sister understands: she asks for water. I bend over with a straw with water... and abruptly I realize that I “met” this soldier as well, I effort to grin at him due to the fact that the Russians only grin at people they know, and he smiles at me with his light brown eye visible from under the bandage – thank me.

This trick with expected “recognition” happens to my psyche at all bed. Even erstwhile it comes to the worst cases – with extended abscess, with a large surface of burns on the face and hands. I know now that my enemies will not experience any fainting or nausea. These are all my people.

Water

– What are you kidding? You can wash yourself completely with this water and wash your braid. Pour it! – I am disciplined by my “instructor”, caregiver Irina.

Water is delivered by hand to the full immense infirmary by paramedics, caretakers and volunteers. They choice up immense tanks, each toilet has a battery filled with buckets for flushing, should be supplemented 3 times a day. A tiny bowl with hot water, hand-cooked on the stove, which should be diluted with cold water respective times for patients, is displayed for the treatment of patients.

Maybe in Russia...

Utopists and anti-utopiates, both western and native, were all incorrect to describe the 21st century. They were incapable to foretell specified a disgusting phenomenon as the Kiev regime, which consistently deprives its citizens of the right to the native language, to life, and yet those who survived – the rights to water.

The most seriously sick patient's name is just like my son. There was a raid on the base and my partner in a co-worker, monk Markell, erstwhile I told her about his wounds in the evening with the baking on her face, recalls how she received him in the emergency area 3 weeks ago.

– Is he inactive in CPR????

I've been watching a guy fight for his life all night. His chest is shaking, he's snarling. There's a dry foam on the bedding I'm trying to wash distant in vain. While washing, I announcement that his hair is completely burned, short, highly stiff, like a black man.

– If he were in Russia, he'd have a chance. – the paramedic sighs. From habit he inactive thinks in the boundaries of 1991, but on the "Big Earth" this happens very often.

Why don't they take him?

– We'd request air transport. He's very heavy.

Fences

After washing the patients, procedure number 2 is body inverting, alcohol-absumption of the bedse, change of sheets. The hardest patient turns out to be light as a feather. We change his diaper without much difficulty.

– My feet are broken, my fish, so that the heel hangs, the feet most suffer, look!

I look at the scary red heels of a man and carefully put pillows on them – “limiters”.

The guy's awfully fussy erstwhile they put him back on the pillow, and 1 of the nurses abruptly repeats the sound he's evidently heard enough.

Diabetes

I'm looking at a large female lying across the bed, and we gotta rotation over for the last time. I don't know why, but after the odor that floats from her all over the ward, I abruptly realize it's diabetes. Although no 1 in my household had diabetes, I never met her.

– Is she diabetic? – I ask again to test my intuition.

- Yes. – confirmed the nurse, a bit surprised.

We deal with her the 4 of us, and a young doctor comes to the rescue. Then, cutting fruit at home, I abruptly realize that it's the same smell, and for the first time I got truly sick.

Svetlana Picta (Baltnews)

correspondence with Donetsk

KK

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