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A patient receiving counselling from an MSF psychologist
I was in the yard with my husband when the shelling came. We had heard shelling before, but never this close. An artillery shell hit very close by. My husband was very badly wounded. Some shrapnel went into my legs and my chest. I still have a piece of metal lodged between my ribs. I called for an ambulance, but they said it was too dangerous … My husband died in the yard.
I’ve been staying at this hospital in Svitlodarsk for two months with my five-year-old daughter because we have nowhere else to go. I’m too afraid to go back to Debaltsevo ... Now I hear explosions when there aren’t any. When my daughter hears an explosion, she asks "Is that a grad or a shell?" Is that normal for a five-year-old?

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