1. Dear Mom,
Being a nurse here is hard work. I’ve seen a lot of things I never imagined
seeing. The men come in dying. The Trenches are horrible living conditions for these
men. They get what we call trench foot. The moisture and bad living environments
leaves huge sores on their feet. Their skin is like wax from battling the elements. There
are rats everywhere. They make things very unsanitary. People are malnourished and
skin and bones. Soldiers are covered in dirt, sweat, and blood. People have gun shot
wounds. Others need to be tended to from sores or infection from the rats. These poor
men are packed into the trenches and expected to survive despite the horrible
conditions. So I stay very busy tending to the injured. The war is getting really bad. Men
are starting to injure themselves in attempts to get sent back home and make the
nightmare end. I wish to be home too. But the soldiers can hardly be called me, few are
over the age of 20. They are all so young, I’m needed here to tend to them. The more
lives we can save the better. We lose many, but we also do our best to save many too. I
hope this war ends soon so all the suffering stops. It’s pure chaos. Seeing all the blood
everyday gets to you. I pray this all ends soon. Hope to be home soon enough.
Love Always,
Tara Pawlyk