Hello, from hell

Hello, from Hell.

I am Ali, an emergency doctor at Alaqsa martyr's hospital.

At my shift tonight, I dealt with a diabetic ketoacidosis young female patient lying on the ground, because there were no beds, in severe pains and discomfort and we couldn't even find a saline solution to treat her, and with an elderly man with stroke symptoms who I couldn't scan, and a young woman suffering from severe renal colic and no suitable painkiller to treat her pain, and another young woman suffering from psychological symptoms and was crying and laughing at the same time, and a woman in the seventh month of pregnancy suffering from burns on 40% of her body after Israeli bombing to her house, and we couldn't find gauze or bandage to cover the burns, and a young girl, was crying and calling mama, baba, not knowing that they were killed and she no longer has them in her life, forever! and a 55-year-old woman and a 23-year-old man died for no clear reason, and I saw hundreds of displaced people sitting on the ground, staring at every direction, waiting for an end, either death or life, and I saw an old friend told me that at least 10 of his closed friends were killed, and he was at the hospital because he's visiting another friend who is severely injured! and l saw another friend his family was killed, and while we were waiting together for something good to happen, they bombed a school in my camp full of displaced people for the seventh time, made me worried about my family and friends, and dozens were killed and injured, and at the end of the day we would hear the sound of warplanes and we were worried that they would destroy the hospital over our heads!

 As if we had never lived a normal life before, as if our whole life had been just war and death, as if this was our only fate. Tired as if we were dead and lived again and suffered all kinds of pains and died again and again everyday, in a hell of life, as if this is it, forever, as if this genocide would never end, and as if death is the only way out!