You know, during the quarantine, not only the state, but also the public helped and supported doctors in every possible way. It's no secret that we did not only have time for sleep, but even to have a snack. However, many restaurateurs, and just sympathetic people, brought pilaf, barbecue, naryn, drinks to the hospital for doctors. Once, there was a note among the gifts, which has a message in child's handwriting: «Thank you, doctor».
I do not know who exactly this note was intended for. But it happened so that my colleague and I took it and read it. Both of us burst into tears. Then something inside seemed lit up. The second wind opened. And again, I was ready to stand on the front line.