Some places live in your heart long before you ever set foot there. One of those places, for me, is Sardinia.

I haven’t been to Sardinia yet, but somehow I feel deeply connected to it. Maybe it’s the crystal-clear turquoise waters I’ve admired in countless photos, or the rugged cliffs and golden beaches that seem to whisper stories of ancient times. Maybe it’s the charm of small Italian villages, the sound of the language, or the promise of sun-drenched days filled with simple pleasures.

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Sometimes I think: if every shift of the ambulance doctor was accompanied by a camera, then we would easily surpass any reality show in ratings.

On one of the last trips, the dispatcher said: “Complaints about blood pressure, possible attack. Woman, 60 years old.” As usual, we left without unnecessary questions. At the scene, we were met by an anxious daughter, and behind her - the patient herself with an absolutely calm face and ... a cat in her arms.

While I was measuring her blood pressure ...

A smile is one of the most powerful languages of communication—no words needed. It can be warm, gentle, playful, or mysterious. But what if behind that smile hides not just joy, but whole stories, feelings, or even pain?

A woman’s smile often serves as a shield. It can hide sadness, fear, insecurity, or disappointment. Sometimes it’s a way to keep the world from seeing her vulnerability. By smiling, she seems to say, “I’m fine,” even when inside she is weathering a storm of emotions.

Sometimes...

Sometimes an ambulance is not only scary or urgent, but also... funny. Yesterday we arrived on call: a woman was in a panic, almost crying - "the man is not breathing!" We rush, our hearts stop - but at the threshold we are met by... a cat.

It turned out that her "man" is a cat named Barsik, and he "is not breathing" after castration. The woman decided that he had a heart attack. We examined Barsik - he is absolutely healthy, he was just offended and sulking in the corner.