SABAH (96)

Memoirs of Sabah Vatankhah

We went to Hamedan by bus. Due to insecurity of the roads, the bus stayed in Hamedan at night and moved towards Kurdistan in the morning. We were in Sanandaj near noon. Our residence area was a barrack belonging to army in the city. Two three days had passed since I had come to Sanandaj. On a morning I went to the army office of Sanandaj and said that I wanted to work as an aid worker in the medical center of army.

SABAH (95)

Memoirs of Sabah Vatankhah

Little by little families of martyrs of Abadan and Khorramshahr who were living in other cities as war-stricken families, came to visit the graves of their dear ones. Therefore a headquarters had been created in Abadan in a three floor house called “martyr hotel”. Sometimes when we did not have much to do in the hospital we went there to visit the families of the martyrs. Sometimes we accompanied them to the graveyard of the martyrs of Abadan to their dear ones graves.

SABAH (94)

On one side we had lost Khorramshahr and on the other hand we lost Jahan Ara. The sweetness of breaking of siege of Abadan turned into bitterness for us. My mother and I started crying loudly. With his martyrdom we felt that we had lost a big support; a support who should have stayed and resisted until the victory of Khorramshahr. In the resistance days and after the fall of the city, even before that and on the last days of the ...

SABAH (93)

Memoirs of Sabah Vatankhah

Two three days had passed since we had come to Tehran. Fouzieh said that she is supposed to go to camping with her training colleagues in school to perform Jihad tasks. She asked me to go with them. We were supposed to go to Damavand to harvest wheat for some farmers, then go to a building in Firoozeh castle which belonged to one of the court members. The location of this two-day camp was there.

SABAH (92)

Memoirs of Sabah Vatankhah

In such conditions, the news of escape of Bani Sadr disguised in female clothes together with Masoud Rajavi on the seventh day of second month of summer of 1360 (1981) made big talks in the country. I do not remember where I heard this news but I remember well that I was so happy with this news that I wanted to scream. Hearing that a bad luck such as Bani Sadr from the country was not a little thing.

SABAH (91)

Memoirs of Sabah Vatankhah

Mr. Ghorbani was attending to the martyr. He tried to find specifications on them and looked into their pockets. If he found an ID, he wrote down and if there was any specific item with the martyr, he placed it in a plastic bag and kept it to be handed over to their families. At the end, he sent them to the morgue. Most of the nights, we would work till sunrise. We sent some injured to operation room.

SABAH (90)

Memoirs of Sabah Vatankhah

There were cases which the doctor had to amputate and they had no other option. One time, Dr. Akashe decided to amputate the foot of an injured. He had tried his best to preserve it but there was really no possibility. On that day I was looking at the surgery from rear of the glass window of the resting area of personnel. For amputation , there was a saw made of steel with big and arc shaped ribs. Dr. Akashe took the saw in his hands and placed it upper the knee of the patient and resected the ...

SABAH (89)

Memoirs of Sabah Vatankhah

He started talking that we were inside the house and my wife was washing clothes in the yard when the mortar bomb hit the door and the big quiver hit my wife. I told him: “Do you still wanna stay?!” He said: “Not any more. If I stay, both my children will be lost too.” I said: “One should have been killed so that you accept to leave here?! This poor woman was breast feeding. Now what will you do with her child?

SABAH (88)

Memoirs of Sabah Vatankhah

One time, they brought a patient from Fars province to our hospital. He needed surgery. After surgery we received him in recovery and brought him to the ward. At that time, the medication used for anesthesia was “Ketalar”. Due to the use of Ketalar in anesthesia, the patients went into a condition that they expressed anything they had in their minds and if anybody asked a question from them, they gave the right answer subconsciously;

SABAH (87)

Memoirs of Sabah Vatankhah

One day, Shahnaz and I decided to go and visit him. We asked the address until we found it. Their house was a big garden in Farmaniyeh Avenue. We were surprised to see the house and the entrance door. We couldn’t believe that he could come from such a family and residence. We knocked. His father answered the door. We introduced ourselves and said that we have come from Abadan to visit his son. The man acted very respectfully and invited us in.