Last month, I spent eight days in hospital in the Ukrainian city of Zaporizhzhya, about 20 miles north of the front line, suffering from broken ribs and a punctured lung. This might sound dramatic and admirable if it was the result of the war; but I am afraid that I simply slipped and fell.
This is not a research technique I would recommend, but it did provide an unusual vantage point from which to view the conflict. My enforced stay offered the chance to observe the Russian air campaign against one Ukrainian city, and to have long conversations with nurses and fellow patients.