A Nurse in Mosul

These people needed medical care, but after the hate that they had just endured at the hands of ISIS, they also needed to feel loved.

My name is Madeline Hayes.  In May of 2017, I had the great opportunity to spend a month volunteering as a nurse in a field hospital near the front lines in Mosul, Iraq.  

Some days were slow, and those are the days that I am thankful for.  Other days, all of our beds were full, while there were more patients on the floor bleeding out.  We did the best we could.

The countless sleepless nights in nursing school were not enough to prepare me for taking care of an Iraqi soldier who stepped on a mine while liberating the people of Mosul.  

No textbook could have prepared me for seeing a six-year-old boy shot by ISIS.

No clinical experience could have prepared me for doing chest compressions on a young girl killed by ISIS.

During those stressful times, I had to remind myself that the patients were human just like me and that I needed to slow down and put a brave smile on my face.  Many of my patients had just lost family members during the perilous dash of freedom right before they came to me.

These people needed medical care, but after the hate that they had just endured at the hands of ISIS, they also needed to feel loved.

I am grateful for the unique way that I was able to contribute and help alleviate the suffering of the people of Iraq both physically and emotionally.

- Madeline Hayes, Contributor The Fireside Journal


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