It was emotionally challenging, but we saw that people around us showed nothing but respect for our work.

The war changed many things and brought us closer together. When the manager of the substation had to leave, I took charge. Trouble brought the staff together because everyone understood the risks and specifics of the work. I provided emergency care on the scene and worked at the substation. I was there almost 24/7, and I only ever had time to go home to change and return.

It landed 100 meters from our substation, and there was a strong shock. I returned to the substation and began coordinating the medical teams' departure. I got into a backup car and drove to the place of shelling. Then we counted 14 wounded, both adults and children.

The team took away victims with minor injuries in groups of two or three. The severely injured were transported separately. At that time, I was attending to a man with an open craniocerebral injury, and the second team was treating a victim with a severe shrapnel wound to the abdomen. I kept the patient stable until he reached the hospital, but unfortunately, he died in the operating room.

Three or four dead people were buried under the rubble. State Emergency Service workers managed to pull one victim out. We needed to provide help quickly because there were compression injuries and polytrauma. We transferred the rescued person to our ambulance and took him to Vasylkiv.

You go there, see this destruction, and understand that we live in terrible times. Once, the occupiers took part of our medicines at gunpoint. But we were able to evacuate many people after all.

War is scary. I tell myself that I went into this field to help people, and I really do. I feel that people have started treating our work with more respect.