One day not so long ago, my husband went out into the forest to cut down some bamboo. He returned about an hour later and said in a smooth, calm voice, "Honey, could you please bring me a Band-Aid?"
Because of this smooth, calm voice, I knew it was nothing too serious. But when I went outside with the Band-Aid, there was blood dripping from his hand. A string of bamboo had sliced his little finger. It was a small but deep cut and would definitely need stitches.
Just a few days before I had noticed a new medical clinic with a sign in katakana and English that read Takenoko Medical Care. The sign featured a comical drawing of a little doctor with a pointy head, glasses, and a stethoscope. Remembering this new clinic, I took my husband there.