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A doctor and a grenade

When the war on Iraq started on Mar. 21, 2003, I was a resident house officer in Al Wasiti Hospital, a tertiary centre for orthopedics and reconstructive surgery, in Baghdad.

In the following days, we struggled to cope with a huge number of casualties, which turned the place into chaos.

In the