Doctor Lefa Aristide, a man of rare modesty
I met Dr Lefa Aristide in Tg. Ocna, in full professional activity. Working freely as a surgeon, he was also in great demand by the people on the ward, especially on the ground floor, where most of them had open fistulas of a TB nature and needed more careful care. Personally, I didn’t have much to do with him except when I returned from Tg. Ocna, where I had been operated on for appendicitis, and on the way to the hospital was taken in a smelly cart, my incision had opened despite the surgeon’s stitches. Then he dressed me once […]