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Dozens of wounded as a result of the bombing of a house above Abu Dalal Mall arrive at the hospital. They are treated despite the scarcity of capabilities and the huge deficit in medical supplies. One of the injured, whose brain matter and intestines are out, takes his last breath (gasping) and there is nothing that can be done. The doctors' decision in light of the principle of differentiation between the wounded? Whoever has more hope of survival is dealt with. He is left to die in peace. The family stands around him, feeling helpless and with pain in their hearts. I am called to deal with the situation and try to ease their burden and move them toward acceptance. The minutes pass very slowly and his family looks at me pleadingly, Please do something, but unfortunately there is nothing that can be done, as his medical condition is hopeless. It is not humanly or emotionally possible for the family to accept this matter; finally this young man gave up his soul, and the screaming started.
How can we get over this pain and how can we forget what we see in his family's eyes? What if we were in a similar situation with someone close to us?
Ohhh … my God, your kindness and mercy to us …
These children, Muhammad and Bassem, were rescued from under the rubble of their homes, which were mercilessly bombed by the Israeli occupation over their heads. They lost all of their family members. I worked with them in Al-Aqsa Martyrs Hospital. They were in a state of shock. They had not spoken a single word for three days. They were stunned and have derealization (disconnected from reality). After a great effort that lasted for hours, they sat down and began to interact with me in a simple way. Oh God, have mercy on these little ones.
I had a very tragic and painful assignment yesterday: A young man in his forties, whose house included all of his family members—father,