I had just arrived in South Africa's Eastern Cape for a month-long job at a reserve in the Grahamstown province. It was my first time in Africa, and I was thrilled and filled with anticipation at the thought of spending all that time in close proximity to wild animals.

It all happened unexpectedly: "Camilla, come quickly, a rhino is injured, and we need to intervene immediately. You need to document the procedure." A whirlwind of emotions swept over me—excitement, curiosity, sadness, and bitterness.

It was fascinating to see how they handle these situations, the coordination between the rangers, the medical team, and the professionalism and swiftness with which the entire procedure unfolded. But it saddened me to see such a majestic creature in pain.

At first, I was timid, afraid of getting in the way of the professionals' work, so I kept my distance... until a ranger called out to me. "All good? Come, admire the beauty of this rhinoceros up close. If you'd like, you can place your hand on him and feel."

After ensuring that there were no foreign bodies inside the wound, after a quick X-ray showing no bone fractures, the veterinarians gave the green light for the rhinoceros to wake up.