Girls with eyelid disease came, we reduced it, we increased it, she said, “Go, you’re a nice girl, I won’t raise my hand.”…

Girls with eyelid disease came, we reduced it, we increased it, she said, “Go, you’re a nice girl, I won’t raise my hand.”…

The Bagratichi are gone….
A man who dreamed of becoming an architect, but became a doctor and restored people…
He was a person of great value to our country and beyond, I had the honor to work with him for a long time and was surprised every day by the talent and willingness of this man.
There were 3 cases at night. He came quickly, called everyone, arranged medicines and instruments, and began operating for eight or ten hours, then called with the enthusiasm of a small child, saying that my leg had been sewn up, left at the scene of the accident, sent, brought, sealed….
Girls with eyelid disease came, we reduced it, we increased it, she said: go, you’re a sweet girl, I won’t raise my hand, go, let whoever wants to operate
… It was a completely different person. Every year, he left the peak of the summer season here, paying people from abroad, went to Artsakh for a few days and performed free operations…
One day, he held a concert at the mouth of the border, saying, Let them know that there is a lot of life here, people live happy and cheerful….
There is so much to tell about Bagratich. In the morning, he listened to Aznavour, then entered the operating room, connected Haverdyan and operated tirelessly for hours….

Every time he told me to see a new “architect,” he would look through the newspaper, admire, and always say to himself, “Oh, I should have become an architect.”,,,,
I will miss you very much…
A true legend, a brilliant doctor and a man with a capital letter is Artavazd Bagratovich Sahakyan, a name that is an indicator of happiness in full families….
I would like to express my condolences to John Aram Sahakyan.,,,,

Girls with eyelid disease came, we reduced it, we increased it, she said, “Go, you’re a nice girl, I won’t raise my hand.”…

The Bagratichi are gone….
A man who dreamed of becoming an architect, but became a doctor and restored people…
He was a person of great value to our country and beyond, I had the honor to work with him for a long time and was surprised every day by the talent and willingness of this man.
There were 3 cases at night. He came quickly, called everyone, arranged medicines and instruments, and began operating for eight or ten hours, then called with the enthusiasm of a small child, saying that my leg had been sewn up, left at the scene of the accident, sent, brought, sealed….
Girls with eyelid disease came, we reduced it, we increased it, she said: go, you’re a sweet girl, I won’t raise my hand, go, let whoever wants to operate
… It was a completely different person. Every year, he left the peak of the summer season here, paying people from abroad, went to Artsakh for a few days and performed free operations…
One day, he held a concert at the mouth of the border, saying, Let them know that there is a lot of life here, people live happy and cheerful….
There is so much to tell about Bagratich. In the morning, he listened to Aznavour, then entered the operating room, connected Haverdyan and operated tirelessly for hours….

Every time he told me to see a new “architect,” he would look through the newspaper, admire, and always say to himself, “Oh, I should have become an architect.”,,,,
I will miss you very much…
A true legend, a brilliant doctor and a man with a capital letter is Artavazd Bagratovich Sahakyan, a name that is an indicator of happiness in full families….
I would like to express my condolences to John Aram Sahakyan.,,,,

Girls with eyelid disease came, we reduced it, we increased it, she said, “Go, you’re a nice girl, I won’t raise my hand.”…