Oops!

I blew it! It was careless of me not to avoid it. I was not thinking of it at all.

Recently, I have come to another hospital every Thursday to learn general internal medicine and emergency medicine. The hospital is far from my residential area. In addition, my jobs start early in the morning ― 6:15 am.

I left my home and arrive there before dawn since it is winter in Japan. My mistake on that day was that I did not turn off the head lights of my car when I got off. As you guess, I found my car lost its electric power when I came back to get something in the car around noon.

All I had to do was call my insurance company. Luckily, it provided everything I was going to need, what's more, for free. I had Ramen noodle while waiting because it would take an hour for the rescue staff to arrive. Soon, my car revived without difficulty. I really appreciated to them.

I got back to my home with caution in order to charge my car's batteries. That is, I DID NOT use air conditioning or audio system. Since then, my car has been doing well, indicating that the batteries are still workable.

This is my second time to have an experience of dead car batteries; it has been more than a decade since my first oops!

Tough but worth watching

Last night, my daughter and I did it. We knew it was quite a tough challenge to achieve but worth giving a try.

It was Kobe Luminarie, a light festival held in Kobe, Hyogo prefecture. To be honest, I have been to the festival. It was about 20 years ago, when I was a resident doctor. I asked my wife on a data; she was a student in music collage at that time. All I can remember is that the festival was incredibly crowded.

Yesterday, my daughter and I spent about 1.5 hours waiting to see the beautiful spectacle in a bad condition. It was freezing cold outdoors. It was not en easy task, as you guess, but we were at lost for words when we managed to reach the light gate of Kobe Luminarie, as shown in the left picture.

It was beyond the description. Awesome and Fantastic! No explanation was needed. We forgot all we had struggled until we arrived here. Simultaneously, the spectacle reminded me of 20 years ago. At that time, my wife and I were extremely impressed by the wonderful illumination. We though as if we were in heaven.

Maybe, 20 years later, I 'd like to visit there again, with my wife and daughter, and possibly my daughter's daughter. It would take me back 20 years ago and 40 years ago.

P.S.
My two sons refused going to see Kobe Luminarie. Instead, they reported that they enjoyed playing a video game, Mario Cart, at home while we were out. Biological differences may exist between boys and girls.

Nose hair to be removed

Today, while I was having my hair cut at a barber near my residential area, I found a new ad under the mirror in front of me, saying "try new service, clean your nose."

I realized that the service is nasal hair removal with special wax. I was really curious about it because not only it is ashamed that nasal hair is showing but I have never had any experience of unhairing. More important, the cost was only $3. How affordable, is it? I decided to give it a try.

First, the staff put some cream around the entrances of my nose holes. Second, he inserted one stick, which was several centimeters in length, into each nose. It was actually smooth and what I expected. However, one minute late, the staff forcefully pulled out the sticks from my nose. It was something that was beyond my thought. I was really astonished, crying out in my mind, "What in the world happened?"

The action was too quick for me to feel any pain. The staff showed me the stick that had been staying in my nose hole for a minute, smiling, "A lot of nose hair, here. Successful!" Then, I was able to figure out what happened with my nose.

After the hair removal, I found myself breathing more smoothly than I was. The problem is that the effect only can last for a month, but it does not matter to me, because I come to the barber every month. Imagination that I would have this thrilling experience every month makes me excited. The stick covered in my short nasal hair does seem really disgusting, though.

Rebellious Period

I found it just before leaving home for work. It was 5:20 AM. It was an unexpected massage to me from my daughter.

The lovely handwriting reminded me of last night's event, when I had gotten upset to my daughter because of her rude behavior to me. She even kicked me in the leg.

I know that she is going through a rebellious period. Now my daughter is 13 years of age, meaning the beginning of so-called teenager. However, I want my daughter to remember that I have been standing with you, and I am 100% sure I will, for ever.

"Dear Aya, you will get married and have teenagers decades later, like my wife and me. You might say it is too far distant to imagine, Dad. I swear, however, time flies and the moment comes to you way much faster than you would think."

I would be happy if I could remember this blog when I see my daughter struggling with her teenagers' kids in the future. It is likely that my future is surely full with something fun. Aging is not bad at all!