My sick father is seen by a doctor every day.

I go jogging every day.

My everyday life is busy with work and housework.

He decided to start his own business, waiting for the right opportunity.

He decided to watch the stars all night long.

After listening to her story, I cried in sympathy.

I had my friend get my forgotten item for me.

My father is a doctor.

The doctor used a light to examine my throat.

He was diagnosed with glycosuria.