my boys and i got everything starting from kyiv on february 24, irpin bucha moschun, and demydiv behindries, then luhansk region, may 29, day the injury was supposed to be special for them and yulia. it was my wife's anniversary. i wanted to ask to go, but they gave me a task, and i was so nervous about this task that i didn't even say good morning to her. during that task, the russians started shooting with heavy weapons. when mina broke near serhiy, none of my brothers were around, i couldn't shout, i could n't call anyone, i couldn't pick up the phone, because i had a broken scapula, my right arm was missing, and i realized that i had two legs and they were wet, they were punctured and also a torn lung, serhiy knew that if he panicked, his heart would constrict and it would stop, all that was left was to wait when everything was over, because i was in a lot of pain, i was a little afraid that my body wouldn't be found on a pickup truck, a friend was flying by. i just raised my leg and i'm like that saved and on i was in a hospital, then dnipro was in a very serious condition, when he