Below is a message or two from Major Page Karsteter. He refers
to Scottie, which is his son. Unfortunately, Page has been tending to the
injured (recall that he is a West Point graduate, with a doctorate in Physical
Therapy) that resulted from the recent bombings in Tall Afar. The first message
is a "report" that vividly describes what he has been doing and what the peoples
of Iraq, particularly the children, are going through.
"Some of you may have read about a double bombing in a large
town called Tall Afar in Northern Iraq two days ago. It’s in our sector and has
been a model of sectarian peace and cooperation. Sadly, unknown forces filled
two trucks with explosives, covered the explosives with flour and vegetables and
went to the market. The resulting explosions killed over 60 people and wounded
over 150. Multiple explosions is a hallmark of Al Qaeda. 17 casualties (6
children) came to our combat support hospital (CSH) that night. Fortunately, we
have 2 pediatricians In our Brigade and both were able to help out. My friend,
Dina, spent all night at the hospital that night (by the way, her son’s name is
spelled "Tej" not "Tage" — it’s Indian, meaning illuminated or bright). Last
night she went to the CSH to check on the kids so I went with her to see if I
could help. The kids are unlikely to get rehab once transferred out to an Iraqi
hospital. The first little guy looks just like Tej.
Tej reminds me of Scottie, just with black, curly hair, dark
eyes, and dark skin. They both have awesome smiles and a twinkle in their eyes.
The good news is that the little boy has a pulse in his foot so he should keep
his leg. He has a femur fracture that the surgeons put this tiny external
fixator on. Unfortunately, we don’t know what happened to his parents. They may
be in another hospital or they may be dead. The next little girl only had a
small laceration on her spleen and should be just fine. Her little sister (just
bumps and bruises) and an adult neighbor were with her. Ahmed was sleeping with
his dad resting next to him. The surgeons had removed shrapnel from his
intestines. He was in some pain but I got a smile when I showed bin a picture of
Scottie. He waved to me as I walked to the next patient. The last little boy has
a pelvic fracture and lost most of his calf muscle. I won’t be able to do
anything with him — he’ll be moved to an Iraqi hospital before he’s ready for
rehab. Hopefully a few will still be there tonight so I can get them started.
The other child is a 13 year old girl that is being managed by the
non-pediatricians so I don’t know her injuries.
It’s amazing how many have anglo bone structures. This is the
melting pot of Iraq. There are a lot of different ethnic groups; Kurds, Turkomen,
Sunni, Shia, and apparently a little bit of European Crusader. It’s hard to see
kids injured, especially ones that are Scottie sized. If anyone doubts the evil
of the enemy I have now seen it first hand. Sadly, much of the violence is
because we are there. More bombings will happen if we are here or not. I’m just
glad that we could help with these individual human beings. The Iraqi medical
system could not have handled all these casualties and several of these kids
would have died without us. Many more went to our military hospitals in Balad
and other places. I know the same thing happens in Baghdad far too frequently
and our military hospitals work just as hard on the Iraqis as they do on the
wounded Americans."