The last effort... My experience in Afghanistan, a country ruined by the war

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08. 11. 2009 Kabul (Afghanistan)

The return to Kabul was not very nice ...
During the flight I could not close my eyes and although it reached my room, what with one thing and another I could not stand ...
In the evening I was in the hospital to say goodbye to my friends who left the Portuguese nurses ...

The first thing that strikes me and I can see is a beautiful Afghan child who laughs and jokes with Olavo; is in a wheelchair and all dirty ...
He turns to me and that he does not have a leg ... Oh my ... I close my heart hath been, it will have no more than ten years and when I ask Joan what had happened, she replied simply: "That's Afghanistan" !

At night I wake up sweaty ... I can hardly call Paoletto I find myself in the bathroom to throw up ... A few seconds later I see all black and when I open my eyes: Paoletti, Dido and a Spaniard are shaking me trying to get me back ...

They are white in the face, take me to hospital ... I have a fever of 39.5, vomiting, diarrhea ...
The friendly and experienced Fernando Conha I administered an IV and a French doctor visiting me ... I was three thousand pieces and answer questions in English ...
What a bad feeling when all of a sudden my breathing became heavier and heavier, I reassured him saying that was the effect of drip ... I was afraid, I thought: 'Shit, I have to die in Afghanistan? "

Two days of rest in the room and I feel I feel better ...

Unfortunately, only a feeling ...




09. 11. 2009 Kabul (Afghanistan)

Today I read various articles of the journalist and friend, Barbara Schiavulli, regarding swine fever ...
What a fool that I was so far to underestimate this epidemic so much!


I read about an American sergeant of 22 years who died in six days ... I have to pay much more attention!

Surprisingly, yesterday landed one of our C130 Al Bateen and in the distance I see a familiar face, came up to me ... It 's my equal Lorenzo B.
It 'just arrived in the theater which is only intended to Herat.


I shared with him 90% of my career, from the entrance to the academy to the school of the air war in Florence and find me here. Now we are both lieutenants and adventures, almost together, continue. What a pleasure!


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