ALICE
It seems like an endless string of surgeries and that there is no end in sight. I love my work and I enjoy doing surgeries but for some reason, this is not enjoyable at all. I just keep thinking about the soldier's families waiting for them at home. Just hoping that they are okay but in the meantime, they going to come back without an arm or a leg.
I know that the family is aware of the risks when they said goodbye to them but you never really think that they might come back in such a state. I try to do my best with every surgery. Before I have to cut off a limb I make sure that I did everything to keep it. But sometimes there is just no way of keeping it.
With every cut that I give, I feel sad and I hope that they would be able to live the way that I leave them. I will keep on do
