Shrapnel Valley, Gallipoli
17 May 1915
This morning I was relieved that I had saved thirteen
people and survived. At 5am there was lots of shooting
and we got lots of soldiers to the hospital tent but most
were very badly injured so they died. We had to get
them back to the beach so they could go to the hospital.
At night we sleep on the ground. It is not comfortable at
all. In the night I woke up a lot because it was raining so
I walked down the hill to check on Duffy. He was all
right but he looked very tired so I gave him some food
so he could get back to sleep. I went back to where my
stuff was and kept trying to get back to sleep.
I am sick of the smell of blood and sweaty bodies and of
the taste of bully beef. I’m tired of being a stretcher
bearer every day. I hope I survive this war.