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Brooklyn
Memoir (42)
It
was in June 1983, when my residency training in Brooklyn was about to end
that my regular patient, an African-American woman, came to my clinic, for
her last visit. I had been following her hypertension and diabetes problems
for the past 3 years. At first she stated her gratitude for my medical care
for the last 3 years. She said “White doctors talk a lot but don’t care
how I feel. Dr. Kido talks little but always tries to care for me sincerely.” She then took out a package from her bag and gave it to me. I unwrapped the package and found a set of the Aramis eau de Cologne and after-shave lotion. I had been using the Aramis eau de Cologne since I started living in US. She recognized this by its scent! I was amazed by her sensitivity and also moved that she gave me a relatively expensive present considering her economic status.
The Brooklyn Aramis became my porte-bonheur (amulet) since then, and I use it only for important events; when I first met with my wife, when I went to Riyadh as the team leader of the Japanese Medical Team and when I had an interview at American Hospital of Paris.
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E-mail:kidot@momo.so-net.ne.jp
E-mail:kidot@momo.so-net.ne.jp