Ten years ago I did not know yet why people are dying on the cross. I knew that in ancient times there was such an execution, and that Jesus Christ was executed in that way. They hammered nails into his hands and feet, he was sufferig from it and then he died. Also different slaves were executed, who were crucified after the revolt of Spartacus, whom I was taught about the history. And somehow I do not really care why they died there, for example, if any person got nails in the hands and feet, well, of course he will die. I was thinking so and I was really surprised when in a radio program I accidentally heard what actually happened.

Having decided to hit the target from any firearms, the shooter knows that there will be "recoil." This means that the bullet flying out of the gun necessarily hit the arrow in the shoulder with the same force with which it enters the goal (excluding the weight of the weapon).

What do I do in the clinic? Today, since there are people who I helped and who believe in me, I feel much better. All doctors will understand me. When a patient comes to you, and you're a young doctor without a name, you have to prove him that you will not make any harm, you will help. Usually it takes years. During these years you either give up or stay. Giving up is easier, but then there is o point to start. Staying is difficult, even not just difficult, and it is extremely difficult. I did not want to be a doctor at all. After graduating from school I dreamed about sea journeys, eternal love, space flights, but not about listening every day to complaints about all kinds of ailments. In autumn of 1985 my father gave me a "Handbook for entering the Kuban Medical Institute named after the Red Army" and said, "take it and learn, even if you will end up in prison you always can be a doctorl." And I was not dreaming about the prison , but my father, as I understand it, at that moment knew what he was talking about. He spent his childhood during those old years, so he knew it.