marjani the switch. there were two explosions. of those bullets came from above and the shrapnel came from my right side, and one hit and went into the stomach. and another one from below tore the so-called femoral nerve, it went into our thigh and cracked on my forearm from elbow to knee. and a total of 14 shrapnel hit my body, 3 of my friends were martyred in the smoke of the soil, when i was conscious for a minute , i tried to control my wounds . it was ripped so much, these muscles could be seen. i put this on the part of my stomach that now has no muscles. i put my hand on my stomach and my left hand was only healthy. i put my hand on the femoral artery, and the blood was rushing through my fingers . it went away with the pressure of those first moments, and over time , the blood pressure decreased. they say that when people die , they only think about the thing they love the most in that one minute. what i thought was that when i saw that my leg was cut off from under my knee and then my body fell to the ground, i only thoug

marjani the switch. there were two explosions. one of those bullets came from above and the shrapnel came from my right side and one of them hit it. and it went into the stomach and another one from below it tore the so-called sharin femur, went into our thigh, shrapnel hit my forearm, elbow to knee, and a total of 14 shrapnel hit my body. 3 of my friends were martyred in the smoke of the soil. i was conscious for a minute. to control myself, my forearm is a piece of meat, for example. it was torn here, it was so torn , these muscles could be seen. i put this on the part of my stomach that now has no muscles . he was healthy , i put my hand on the femoral artery, the blood was pouring out of my fingers with the pressure of those moments at first, the blood pressure decreased over time. they say that when people die , they think about what they love the most. in that minute, the only thing i thought about was seeing my leg cut off below the knee. as soon as my body fell on the ground, i only thought that if i was alive , i would no

marjani. there were two explosions. one of these bullets came from above and the shrapnel came from my right side. the term "sherin" tore the femur, went into ranma, and cracked my forearm and elbow it hit my knee and 14 shrapnel in my body. 3 of my friends were martyred in that dust. i was conscious for a minute . these muscles were visible. i placed this on the part of my stomach that now has no muscles . i put my hand on the stomach and my left hand was only healthy. the blood pressure decreased over time . people say that the time of death is the thing they love the most they think that in that minute, the only thing i thought about was that when i saw that my foot was cut off from under my thigh, and then my body fell to the ground, i only thought that if i was alive, i would be able to go one afternoon in the month of bahman. it was in 1965 that in koran patka, iraq, in karbala 5, i saw a sick man in the emergency room who was in a state of unconsciousness . and in fact, it was lost, and after doing many procedure