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Dr. Daoud Gabbay

Obituary by Dr. Gabbay Flora

Daoud was born in Baghdad Iraq in 1915, son of Reuben and Habiba. He was the second son in a family of five children. Three of them are Doctors in medicine and two are teachers, one in English language and the other in Arabic language. His father was a pharmacist and his mother was a French teacher. The family was well known in Baghdad. He finished all his studies in Baghdad including medical studies and earned a degree in medicine (MD). Daoud started his career as a doctor in a university hospital and out patient clinics. After a number of years he opened a private clinic in Baghdad and practiced general medicine and surgery. He was very capable as a doctor, loved by his patients and popular amongst many people in Baghdad. In 1972 he left Iraq to London, England. He got to know many of the hospitals in London and introduced himself to chief doctors. He was permitted to attend their ward rounds so he was always up-to- date in medical knowledge. In the last three years of his life he was getting weaker and stopped his activities in many areas. He passed away on the 28th of December 2002. He will remain in our hearts.

May his memory be blessed


Edward Yamen writes:

I remember the clinic of my friend the late doctor David Gabbay in Baghdad taking into account the way of caring for several patients at a time, due to shortage of time space and excessive number of daily patients coming with no appointments from places more often than not, outside Baghdad. He was ready to help without distinction poor and rich alike.

Since he was graduated & until the 14th of July 1958 Doctor David Gabbay served in hospitals outside Baghdad and in so many places such as Rutba, Remady, Tikrit, Balad, Umarah, Falluja, etc. His services against the epidemics in the marshes in southern Iraq going from one place to another by boat (called SHAKHTOOR) were recognized by a letter of appreciation and thanks from the United Nations. But still he never succeeded to be appointed in Baghdad at all.

After the events of the 14th of July 1958 he was brought to Baghdad as his birthplace under arrest for no valid reasons but fabricated accusations against him probably due to jealousies of people serving in his field. After staying in prison for a while I, personally, volunteered to bail him out guaranteeing his presence whenever needed though he had to present himself daily to the police station as an obligation.

This was a turning point in his life. After few months and with a help of a lawyer he was set free from all the accusations and after several more months as a jobless doctor he managed to get the necessary permission to privately set his clinic in Baghdad. During the years he stayed there he asserted his identity as a learned and erudite doctor and general practitioner of good name. Surely to bring joy to a face clouded with despair, to dry a sufferer's tears to help him survive and persevere and to restore his or her joy in living brings meaning to the life of the recipient and benefactor alike: a lofty goal which motivated him all his life in reaching out to those in distress of sickness especially those that the hardship and want affect their spirit in addition to their health problems.

This is to recognize the immense value of his work. I was deeply impressed to see in him a practical ground for social welfare directed solely by one man without even a help of a nurse on his side.

When I used to meet him after a whole day of hard work I usually had to find him really tired except one evening when he was happy, cheerful and upbeat in a special way: the first thing he told me about was that he came across a girl out of his patients of that day having her heart on her right side! This discovery changed him to a completely happy man all over the evening: This feeling reminded me of the "Eureka'' moment of Archimedes, as it was mentioned in the annals. What an excellent man!

P.S. As he became so much popular among the multitude of his patients who became fond of him, his name was rounded up arbitrarily according to their whims to a "household name'' KOOBBAYA rather than GABBAY, and the buses which used to bring them to Baghdad from their towns and villages expressly used to mark their destination "Dr. KOOBBAYA'' and not even mentioning "Baghdad''!


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