Doctors are required to explain the risks in advance and obtain consent before proceeding with treatment. Of course, I fully understand that this is necessary. If someone later says, “No one told me about that,” it would only create trouble for everyone involved. In reality, however, it seems that even
Some time ago, while working with someone in the medical field, I learned that it is called “cancer.” I remember casually thinking how different the impression of that word felt compared to the Japanese term. Recently, the results of a medical examination came back. It was stage 3 colorectal cancer,
I slipped down a flight of stairs.It was only about five steps. Perhaps the wet soles of my shoes and the material of the stairs were a bad combination. I ended up with a fairly impressive scrape on my leg, but my honest reaction was relief — “I’m glad it
Days of medical examinations continue. Perhaps it is the tension of so many unfamiliar things.After returning home, I am suddenly overcome by an unbearable drowsiness. I find myself reflecting once again on the preciousness of health. Ever since the recent endoscopy, even something as simple as being able to breathe
About ten years ago,there was a period when I wrote twelve or thirteen songs in one stretch. I found myself inserting odd time signatures in the middle of songs, and obsessing over how to place a catchy melody over them—how to make the listener not even notice the shift. My