Husband:
I worked mostly as an electrician.
I worked at the Baikal-Amur Mainline, in Kazakhstan. The Irtysh – Karaganda canal was built there. I met my wife in Kazakhstan, on the canal, at a construction site. This happened in 1969. Well, we got married in 1979.
I have diabetes, obviously. My blood circulation was poor. One leg turned black. It was removed, then the other… The wife had to take care of everything else. She bathes me, changes swaddles, and brings me water. She is having a hard time, too. I feel sorry for her.
Wife:
When he had the first operation, I thought, "Well, people live with one leg. And you, Mitya, will live." What should we have done? People manage to live, and we will live. However, when the second leg was cut off. It was very hard for me. At first, I struggled. I thought to save my leg. I gave him all sorts of herbs to drink, made tinctures, different compresses, baths. All in all, it was hell.
It was hard for me, of course, to take care of my grandfather. We had no other choice. So that was how life in the old age was. Well, we dug the well before the war. Overall, the conditions here are difficult. However, one can get used to everything, right?
Husband:
The worst thing was when Katyusha or Grad rocket launchers flew nearby. Two shells fell here. People were killed, houses were destroyed. Then they shot from guns, then from Grads, followed by spurts. It will not get any better. It can only get worse.
When the children come, when the grandson comes, it is always pure joy.
Wife:
I wish there was no more war here. That's what everyone wants, of course. So that there was no war, so that people did not have to die. That's what I want.
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