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I got sick in Hiroshima. Like really sick, fever and everything. Probably ate something bad or just caught a bug.
I went to a pharmacy looking for medicine. I was trying to explain my symptoms to the pharmacist with Google Translate, probably looking miserable.
She asked if I'd seen a doctor. I said no, I'm just a tourist, I don't know how.
She made a phone call, spoke fast Japanese, then told me to wait.
Twenty minutes later, her colleague came to cover her shift, and she walked me to a clinic. Like personally escorted me there, three blocks away.
At the clinic, she explained my situation to the receptionist. Waited with me until I was called in.
The doctor spoke decent English, examined me, said it was just a virus, and prescribed some medicine.
When I came out, the pharmacist was still there. She walked me back to a different pharmacy near the clinic, helped me get the prescription filled, explained how to take everything.
I kept thanking her, apologizing for taking her time. She said "it's okay, my coworker can handle the shop."
The whole thing took like two hours of her day.
I tried to offer her money for her help. She looked almost offended and said "no, no, I just want you to feel better."
Before she left, she wrote down her pharmacy's phone number and said "if medicine doesn't work, call here. We can help you."
The medicine worked. I felt better in two days.
I went back to her pharmacy before I left Hiroshima to thank her properly. Brought her a gift - some fancy cookies from the department store.
She accepted them but only after I insisted like five times.
She asked if I was feeling better, if I enjoyed Hiroshima despite being sick. I said yes, people like her made it memorable.
She seemed embarrassed by the compliment, just smiled and said "please enjoy the rest of your trip to Japan."