Here we try to plant seeds of hope, but in the aftermath of civil war...  Sometimes your medical team pulls a miracle, but heartbreakingly the family asks you to let go. 
Before fleeing the advances of the Islamic State (IS) group, Baroj worked as a specialist nurse in the intensive care unit of Salam hospital in Mosul, northern Iraq.
Ahmad Al Rousan was on MSF’s search and rescue ship Bourbon Argos last week when news came in about three devastating shipwrecks in the Mediterranean.
Australian Robert Onus is the field coordinator for the Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) project in Abou Ghraib, Bagdad.
(Continue of Gogrial - Paradise of kindness and brutality (1) ) As there are only two doctors, me and another Burmese physician Kyi, weekend rest days do not really exist. 
The mornings begin with stepping out of my tukul (mud hut), blinking sleepily against the brilliant violets and roaring oranges of an African sunrise. The glorious glow illuminates the sharp rays of towering palm tree fronds, ripe with heavy and sweet oval fruit that tastes like mangoes.
Before I could see him, I could hear his screams coming towards us through the fabric of the field clinic tent. Carried in a standard issue dark thermal blanket by four young men; he was in tears, screaming and writhing in agony.
A mother fleeing mass killings was raped by a soldier in the chaos of a country at civil war, and was shunned by her family and community on returning home during a tenuous ceasefire. She had no education to support herself to overcome poverty or find work.

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