I touch hundreds of bodies every day. Cold skin, damp palms, tense shoulders. People are afraid of pain, but even more afraid of touch, which reveals too much.

It only takes me a couple of seconds to understand that you haven’t slept, you’re nervous, you’re lying. Your pulse gives away more than words. Your pupils constrict with fear. And your breathing is interrupted not only by pain… but also by desire.

There are formulas in medicine, there are protocols. But between them there is space. And...

Working in an ambulance is not just a profession. It is a daily readiness to be where pain, fear and hope meet at one point. Recently we went to a call to a man who lost consciousness. While we were driving, I remembered how important seconds are. On the spot - actions, without unnecessary emotions. But then, in the car, when everything was already under control, I looked at him and thought: how often do we forget to appreciate life simply because we think that there is a lot of time...

Sometim...

Some places live in your heart long before you ever set foot there. One of those places, for me, is Sardinia.

I haven’t been to Sardinia yet, but somehow I feel deeply connected to it. Maybe it’s the crystal-clear turquoise waters I’ve admired in countless photos, or the rugged cliffs and golden beaches that seem to whisper stories of ancient times. Maybe it’s the charm of small Italian villages, the sound of the language, or the promise of sun-drenched days filled with simple pleasures.

I ima...

Sometimes I think: if every shift of the ambulance doctor was accompanied by a camera, then we would easily surpass any reality show in ratings.

On one of the last trips, the dispatcher said: “Complaints about blood pressure, possible attack. Woman, 60 years old.” As usual, we left without unnecessary questions. At the scene, we were met by an anxious daughter, and behind her - the patient herself with an absolutely calm face and ... a cat in her arms.

While I was measuring her blood pressure ...