Today was yet another day of heavy burdens inside a collapsing hospital under siege and bombardment.
As an orthopedic surgeon, I performed complex procedures under inhumane conditions—conditions unworthy of patients, doctors, or even the sickest of the sick.
There were no available beds for overnight stays or intensive care. We were forced to keep patients on the operating table itself, turning it into a makeshift ICU in a desperate attempt to save lives.
More emergency cases arrived—bleeding, in critical need of surgery—but we could not help them. There was simply no space, no capacity, no resources.
Every day the number of wounded grows. Every hour the surgical waiting list gets longer.
And we keep asking ourselves:
What can we do in the face of this crushing injustice and the deafening silence of the world?
We work tirelessly, without rest or relief. We tend to the wounded while hiding our own wounds.
But how long can this go on?
How long will the world remain silent while Gaza bleeds?
How long will innocent people be left to die—alone and forgotten?
We work with broken hearts. Our souls depart with every patient we fail to save.
We think of our patients, and at the same time, we think of our families—our children, our parents—wondering if they are still alive.
We are trapped in a constant struggle between logic and emotion, duty and pain.
Yet we will not surrender.
We will not stop. We will not abandon our mission to serve our people—people facing a systematic genocide of killing, starvation, and displacement.
What I lived today is not an exception.
It is a repeating nightmare of days past—and a painful preview of what lies ahead: a worsening shortage of tools, medicine, food, beds, and medical personnel.
This is a humanitarian call from Gaza. From the heart of the suffering, from beneath the rubble, from the operating room:
Save Gaza.
Save what remains of humanity in this world.
Dr.nasim hameda
orthopedic surgeon
Gaza Palestine
30/7/2025