What is this level of torment?

I've just finished treating a 25- year-old woman who was brought in after an airstrike destroyed her home. She suffered severe injuries, deep, gaping wounds and burns all over her body. 

She's eight months pregnant with a baby girl. 

And somehow, by some cruel miracle, both she and her unborn child are still alive.

But no words can capture the agony she's endured. The physical pain was excruciating, but the emotional trauma... beyond comprehension. Her husband; a childhood friend and my classmate, was killed in the strike. Their two-year-old Son was DECAPETATED.

A Gazan mother gives birth to babies with heads, I saw her unborn daughter's head clearly on the ultrasound. But the child she already brought into this world was left without his.

This is the horror we live through. This is what genocide does to families. To mothers. To children. And this, this is the price of the world's failure!. I can hear my friend's mother crying outside the room where I'm trying to rest. What is this level of torment?!