lera adamovna confesses to being alive and they would no longer exist. i cried. then there the neighbor says, take your husband on a stretcher, and she says she won’t go anywhere, so he is her stretcher. and i'm in a wheelchair through the cemetery, and then the sleep is joyful radom, the military is running and carrying us. oh well, my husband and i also ran under bullets over corpses. love with a shrapnel wound to the arm and doctors later ascertain the bones, a crushed fracture with displacement, she and her husband then were lucky to become volunteers. they helped her get first to donetsk, where she had an operation, then go to russia, to kotlas , to her relatives here, the local hospital, doctors finish their treatment her wounded hand and soul. at the same time a little bit, maybe from a glass of blood, yes, that's all, and the husband of lyubov nikolaevna , who worked all his life as a mechanic on azov , stood here with a heart attack. these are the consequences of severe stress, which is difficult to cope with even now, the spouses are still experiencing