Soldier Roman Palii, call sign is DESANT

I am a husband and father of two children — a 14-year-old son and a 10-year-old daughter. Before mobilization I worked at the Poltava Mining and Processing Plant as a master of technological equipment repair. I lived an ordinary life, worked, raised my children, and made plans together with my family.

And then the war became my life.

I was first called up in 2023, but was returned due to health restrictions. At the beginning of 2024 these restrictions were lifted, and I was mobilized into the Armed Forces of Ukraine. I defended Ukraine in the ranks of the 46th Airmobile Brigade in Donetsk Oblast, in the Kurakhove direction. I came under fire on numerous occasions. I saw what it left behind. And one day it was my turn.

Near Maksymilianivka we came under a strike from reactive artillery — a “Grad.”

I immediately understood that I had been hit. The guys applied tourniquets. Due to severe blood loss I lost consciousness. At that point I did not yet even know that the fragments had also struck my head.

We were lucky — the evacuation arrived quickly.

In Zaporizhzhia I was stabilized. In Dnipropetrovsk Oblast surgery was performed on my head and some of the fragments were partially removed. Then came Kyiv Oblast — a month of treatment while the wounds were being cleaned. After that I was evacuated to Lviv Oblast. In the surgical ward they waited for the wounds to heal so that the stitches could be removed. There surgery was also performed to close the defects in the head.

Then came rehabilitation at the UNBROKEN center.

A year has passed since the wounding. I was given a Group 1-B disability and discharged from service. I returned home. But returning home does not yet mean returning to one’s life.

As a result of the wounding, both hemispheres of my brain were damaged. The right side was partially paralyzed, the left — completely. Currently the right leg partially engages during walking, while the left does not. I still cannot independently transfer from the bed to the wheelchair. Even the simplest things that a healthy person never thinks about depend on outside help for me. I also cannot reach the toilet on my own.

Recovery is very difficult.

In Poltava Oblast, due to a shortage of the necessary specialists and equipment, my rehabilitation has effectively come to a halt. But I do not want my life to stop here as well. I need specialized rehabilitation at the “Western Rehabilitation and Sports Center” of the NCSPI. It is for this reason that I am compelled to ask for help.

I want to work on my body. I want to regain as much independence as possible. I want to once again be alongside my wife and children not only as a person who constantly needs to be cared for, but as a husband and father who can support his family.

I have a dream to set off with my family on a trip around the world. To raise my children. And to once again become as independent as possible.

I also have another, special dream.

I am of Cossack descent. Even before the full-scale war I managed to purchase a Cossack saber. And now I dream of ordering myself a complete battle Cossack costume with uniform and weapons. And one day to mount a horse and ride.

For some this may simply be a beautiful image. For me it will mean that I was able. I, DESANT, who after a severe wounding today cannot independently transfer to a wheelchair, want one day to find myself in the saddle.

And I will fight for that.

 

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