Actual Date: May 24, 2010
Historical Date: March 22, 1968
I hear them screaming throughout the night and into the day. New casualties coming in each day, some with burns covering their face till they are chard black, others with limbs missing. We were packed tight into a hospital, we had enough room to get up and to sit back down. However, I needed help to do both. My leg was amputated above the knee yesterday after being shot the day before that. At first I thought things would be ok, but as I sit here needing someone to help me get to places, the reality sets in. They said it was to prevent the gangrene from moving up my leg. After the surgery, all I could think of was how my wife is going to look at me. (2)
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