Doctor Too Scary


(flash fiction)

“No! You can’t make me.”

“Eduardo get in the car. Your check up is important.”


“The doctor is different now. You don’t have to get a shot.”

Eduardo heard the word ‘shot’ and shot out the door.

“Hello, this is Mrs. Ramimi. Eduardo is unable to make his appointment today.”

“Ohh, we were expecting him.”

“Perhaps we can reschedule next year?”

“Eduardo turns 90 December 4 Mrs. Ramimi, at which time his life insurance expires?”

“Yes I know but he is afraid to visit the doctor.”

“Tell him he will get a whiskey shot, if he’s a good boy.”

Many people my age (50+) are caring for and/or are concerned about elderly parents. And it’s not far down the road that “we” will turn elderly and find ourselves either caring for a spouse, our spouse will care for us, or our children will obligingly step in.


Our family dynamics

Weren’t orchestrated for such a symphony

Everything will be disturbingly off-key!

Have you found yourself caring for an elderly family member? Was your familial role altered? Or, was it a natural process that couldn’t have gone more smoothly had you planned it yourself? Maybe you’re a 20, 30, or 40-something in which case this topic may plant a horizon seed but not resonate with you? “Senior” time is not all bad; don’t get me wrong. What it is, though, is different; change.

This brings me to stress and mental health.

A suicide tragedy occurred on Georgia Tech’s campus two days after Thanksgiving break. Who can deny that there are a lot of depressing things in this world — suicide tops my list of depressing things in this world.

I perused a GT site that students were sharing their thoughts and feelings on as the saddening news spread. Some students spoke of a desire for GT to offer [more] mental health support and for [more] mental health reinforcement in general. It touched and struck me to listen to young people speak out on this subject. Accessible mental health care is something I wish was more available too (clinical and biblical).

One student talked about his roommate leaving Thanksgiving dinner at his family’s home midway through their meal; returning to an empty dorm building, and eating chicken nuggets, alone. The writer continued by saying, “I love that guy.” It’s difficult not to be affected by micro glimpses into a young person’s holiday/university pain and stress. Other students on the site spoke of needless, added stress at Georgia Tech. I’m not singling out GT. There’s busy, busy, stress=success pollution in almost every breath we take, no matter where we are or who we are?

Eduardo, in the flash fiction story above, is in need of a different kind of mental health than college students are. Mrs. Ramimi would also benefit from mental health, the sort that is unique to her evolving roll. There’s a virtual galaxy of mental health angles out there.  I hope you enjoy the flash fiction I include in blogs. According to my professor at Oglethorpe University, society’s attention span is shrinking. We’re click, click, clicking away to get back to being busy, busy, busy.

At the end of the day, may we all turn to the one everlasting source of freedom from mental illness: Jesus. And may we all have access to psychological amenities as we seek him.

Thank you for stopping by!

Love, Shelley

Isaiah 41:10 – fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.

I was with my Daddy as he took his last steps on earth. I helped him and am honored. He was lucid to the end.

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