I have interacted with many doctors in my life.
Of course, for me, the origin of the image of a doctor is my father.
A gastroenterology doctor with a career as director of Ichiko, Tokyo University, Okinaka Internal Medicine, Toranomon Hospital, and Ginza Hospital was an elite doctor at the time, and even a red-bearded doctor who only thinks about the patient. there were.
His father’s hobby was playing Go, Shogi, and golf, and on weekends, he enjoyed playing golf with his friend, a patient financier.
However, on that Sunday at the tea ground, I saw a scene where a patient called me and flew to the hospital where he was recuperating.
At that time, he must have been taken to a villa in Hakone by a police car.
Ever since I was a child, I have known a great university professor who was in the same class as his father.
Everyone, there were many doctors who liked alcohol and cigarettes and didn’t care about their own health.
I have guessed that it is because of the generation that spent their youth in the war years.
Now I’m thinking about a socially oriented doctor who is completely different from my father.
After graduating from the Faculty of Sociology at Chuo University, the teacher re-entered the Faculty of Medicine at the age of 30.
Consider medical care from a social perspective.
See medical care as a philosophy of life.
The books that were written were also philosophical books and hard content such as the theory of life.
Of course, it won’t sell, and even if I read it, I couldn’t grasp it.
I think I lived like a monk, avoiding alcohol, tobacco, and entertainment.
He was such an eccentric doctor, but in fact, he was the first to appreciate Koyama’s philosophy.
I think he appreciated Koyama’s sociality more than I did.
In the medical world, I think he was the first doctor to understand me, a different person.
The doctor, of course, didn’t play golf, but climbed Mt. Fuji with his friends on weekends.
They were lightly dressed and had the atmosphere of a hike or the Wandervogel club of the university.
“Let’s walk Mt.Fuji together, representative work is not good for your health.”
And so on, the teacher was always invited.
I’m not good at outdoors, so I always ran away.
However, the directors of all medical corporations were always willing to accept my request.
At any time, he trusted me and accepted me with a smile.
The teacher went missing on a familiar mountain road and became a shipwreck who never returned alive.
Also lost one of his old comrades-in-arms.
I think it was the same life as Wandervogel.
The soul must still be wandering around Mt. Fuji.
Please watch over Koyama G at all times.
Pulse oximeter 98/98/99
Body temperature 36.2 Blood sugar 204
Wandering Soul
CEO Yasunari Koyama