"I was covered in blood, my belly had holes, from which blood sprinkled"

Two months ago, I lost fingers on my left hand.

Our village is far from the line of fire, but the quarry where the firing ranges are held is next door. There I found a large-caliber bullets, wanted to make of them some medallions. One nail hit was enough ...

Mom said that I was covered in blood, my whole belly was in holes from which blood sprinkled. There were about a hundred fragments throughout the body, partial amputation of the fingers, torn tendon.

I spent about a month in the hospital. And then my stepfather died, and the little sister got to the hospital. In general, it was some kind of nightmare.