April 12 ,03. a date will not be forgotten , i was in Iraq with a group of friends from the media and one NGO . We make a move early morning from our 17th floor of Sharaton to another hospital to deliver medical goods for the war victims. Al-Khindi was the first hospital visited by us.About an hour in Al-khindi then we went to another hospital Al-Qudsiah in at-Taura.We spent about 3 hours in this hospital looking at their equipments and facilities which they had in time of war lots of patients ,mostly old men .women and children all in need of treatment , not enough drugs to relief their pains and no choice they had to suffer . I met Yasmin in one of the children's ward , both her legs gone . a cute girl at her age knew nothing about the fighting ,she was quiet and may be a lot of pain killer given to her ,she was with her mother at the side. with that kind of injuries ,and not enough medical-care the only cure was waiting for the time to come where she will say goodbye as she had said to her brother on the night of the incident. Her brother gone ,another brother critically injured.
Yasmin was in Malaysia less than a month, after i met her in Al-Qudsiah , she was with the father Waadi came and received treatment for her injuries under the malaysian hospitality and donation. She might me here again .
Thursday, June 7, 2007
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