Days of a Cancer Survivor/食道全摘者の日々

Pacific Ocean current from left produce whirlpools (*Double click to enlarge) Map of Awaji Island Open-air private bath on second day First appetizer Second Third First main dish Second Third "No more" we asked but they served anyway Dessert This one is good as the first day Awaji Stake Farm We took out for dinner at home Awaji brand beef & onion over rice, the best food in this trip with my spinach miso soup and hakusai tsukemono

North edge of Awaji Island Before I got cancer, we were looking forward to staying in a guest room with an open-air bath tub serving excellent hot spring water quality while enjoying a cozy feeling of openness and a treat at the local destination, but since I lost my stomach, the amount of food I can eat has dramatically decreased. So we never went on a trip for nearly ten years. At the end of September, when the emergency declaration was lifted in Osaka, my wife suddenly declared that we would go to a hot spring.  While many people had lost jobs due to the coronavirus, there were industries where jobs had drastically increased.  Her workplace was the latter, and she had to work hard and long enough to get home near the last train and needed to relieve stress. We used to take days to decide where to go, but this time it was easy. Since we live in Osaka, we watch a TV commercial of Hotel New Awaji almost every day, but she had never been to Awaji Island.  I had twice, but I wouldn't

It was 3:30pm, October 5th, 2021. I was  instantly  frozen when I went out from the   entrance. The very old wooden-made apartment stood in front of me was completely burned down.  It took me for a while to understand what happened. Then I noticed that the old woman was sitting beside of me and staring at collapsed apartment quietly. I remember her.  She was always with the old man who lived upstairs as the only inhabitant there with his dog. I often saw them having daily conversations and talking to the dog. I thought they a husband andwife but my wife taught me that they are not and not living together either. My wife goes out to work while I am a SOHO worker but she knows far more than me regarding our neighborhood.  There were policemen, firefighters and some rubbernecking but I began to walk to the market nearby while thinking about what happened to that old man and his dog. Right after I came home, I started to google to find out his safety. It happened at 9am when I was  getting