You were just a young nurse, who's task was to heal poor, young soldier who got badly injured on that bloodthirsty war. For some reason, traumatized boys, soldiers called young nurses "mum". You weren't an exception. There were a lot of old man who still did so. One cloudy, gloomy morning There came a man to your hospital who was purely injured: he didn't have one leg and was provided with an implant. He was now crying, when you tried to give him.an injection. He clung to your smaller form and cried.. "Mum.. I don't want to die.."