A small-town doctor who buys a daily half gallon of whiskey causes gossip. During the course of a week, I’d hit six different liquor stores in three different towns, none of which I lived in. I’d dispose of the empties the same way, hauling the bottles to the landfill or a dumpster behind a bar. I never drank in public.
When my wife left me, my main concern was to maintain appearances. “Gone to stay with her sick sister,” I’d planned to say. “But the lucky thing is that she lives in Hawaii.”
Except none of my patients ever asked.
Some people get away with murder. Great story.
Dear Josh,
The more I think about this one, the more chilling it becomes. I wouldn’t want to be this doctor’s patient. Great piece of writing.
Shalom,
Rochelle
All too common. After a while, the alcoholic is only fooling themselves. The cofounder of AA was a proctologist in Akron. His practice had dwindled to nothing when he stopped drinking.
I loved the “none of my patients ever asked”. If you had him say the previous lines instead of planning to say them, we and the patients would know something the doctor wouldn’t realise we’d worked out
Yeah, this is about how alcoholics are the last to know what is obvious to everyone else. He goes to great pains to hide something that is already known about him.
Great work. A shame no one is there to help him.
No one to fool, because the biggest fool was himself. Too often the rationalization keeps us from seeing the whole picture. Allowing a touch here and a tap there removes us from full consciousness.
I agree with Rochelle. This starts out so matter-of-fact then becomes quite chilling.
Not the outcome I expected that’s for sure! Cheers!
My FF is called Whoopsie!
That’s because few people don’t care about their doctor as a human being, just a service provider. The doc can get away with murder.
I feel very bad for him!
*Shudder*
If only he could make himself do more than care about appearances, perhaps his wife could have helped him. As it is, it sounds like he made himself help-proof, to the detriment of all. Another sad story of addiction.
I think some patients would feel the effects though… so sad, and he would need a lot of help (and maybe his patients too)
I can’t help thinking that he put more effort into enabling himself to continue drinking than might have been needed to stop. Just shows what addiction can do.
A nicely constructed and worryingly realistic tale.
You reminded me about a great doctor. Sadly he also did not get help and died. Alcoholism is a deadfall disease.
I really loved this one. There’s so much possibility in it. Did all the town know why his wife left and they didn’t need to ask? There’s also the thing of doctors knowing all about you but you know nothing about them. Moreover, when you’re paying for a service, the doctor shouldn’t be pouring out his troubles to his patients either. Yet, he needs someone he could talk to confidentially.
It is hard to venture out of people’s expectations though, when you are in a position of authority, especially in a small town. No one forgets. Or, let’s you forget either.
xx Rowena
Now that last line is pretty nervy!
Reminds me of the poem MY LAST DUCHESS!
That’s a gloomy, gloomy life just there. All that pretence, all the risks he’s taking with his own life and others. Great story Josh
I love this take. Very interesting. Scary yet foolish doc!
Wow! I love your story. So many thoughts from such a short story. Wonderful!
Great story that leaves me with so many questions. I like writing like this that makes me think.
This is a really interesting story and after reading it for the third time and having a completely different thought about it than the first two times I decided it was time to stop and just let it be. But I will say that I decided that the doctor didn’t kill his wife and that he’s just a sad guy. I think I’d like this guy. Nice job.
Yeah, more about alcoholism than murder. His wife watching him drink himself to death was punishment enough.
I find this very poignant. He could imagine he’s keeping it hidden, but his wife leaves him and I suspect his patients as well. Sad.
Yeah, alcoholism is a progressive affliction for sure
This was full of pretenses. Of keeping alive the facade. Very good story, Josh.
Great piece. I didn’t necessarily think he’d killed her, merely she’d left and everyone knew why because despite his efforts to hide his problem he’d been deluding himself that he was succeeding, all along
That big a drink problem wasn’t as easy to hide as he thought.
Sounds like his patients already know:)
Yeah, that’s what I was going for