On the 19th of August, I had a terrible fever.  My throat felt sore and I could not even take water.  My fever went over 40 degrees C.

When I went to hospital, the doctor asked me.  "Where were you when the atomic bomb was dropped?"  "I was in Zenza-machi."  "Were you exposed to the light?"  "I felt it at the front door."  "Ones who were exposed to that light are likely to die."

The doctor pulled my hair with a strange look and said, "It's strange, you know.  You are supposed to die if you were in Zenza-machi and have a bad fever like this."

A doctor saying, "you are supposed to die" to a patient? I could not believe my ears.

He went on, "We will find out in a few days.  You might die in those few days, though."