The Acupuncturist (Flash Fiction #16)

For some reason, New Jersey has a higher rate of spring allergy than other places, which is puzzling since there aren’t more flowers or trees here than other states. People will tell you when you first come that you won’t have allergy for several years, and then gradually you will develop itchy eyes and running nose. You start to dread about the spring when the pollen count becomes rather high. Fortunately I haven’t developed allergy but some of my friends have. This is the story one of my friends told me about her acupuncturist.

Doctor Khoo is not a real doctor but people call him a doctor anyway. He’s a New York City acupuncturist, the best one in the city and arguably the best one in the country. His acupuncture office, located in lower Manhattan, is always packed.

“He works non-stop from 6AM to 10PM almost every day, especially during the allergy season. His mind says ‘let’s keep on working, but his heart says no.’ The next thing you know his heart gives away. He had a heart attack and fainted falling on top of one of his patients when he was busy applying the acupuncture needles.” My friend says.

27 thoughts on “The Acupuncturist (Flash Fiction #16)

  1. I have no idea why you co-relate the hay fever with a heart attack and vice versa but it’s an interesting read. I feel sorry for his patient who went through that kind of trauma. God bless you.

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  2. This reminds of a quote from Roman Emperor Marcus Aurelius:

    “Hippocrates after curing many diseases himself fell sick and died. The Chaldaei foretold the deaths of many, and then fate caught them too. Alexander, and Pompeius, and Caius Caesar, after so often completely destroying whole cities, and in battle cutting to pieces many ten thousands of cavalry and infantry, themselves too at last departed from life. Heraclitus, after so many speculations on the conflagration of the universe, was filled with water internally and died smeared all over with mud. And lice destroyed Democritus; and other lice killed Socrates. What means all this? Thou hast embarked, thou hast made the voyage, thou art come to shore; get out. If indeed to another life, there is no want of gods, not even there. But if to a state without sensation, thou wilt cease to be held by pains and pleasures, and to be a slave to the vessel, which is as much inferior as that which serves it is superior: for the one is intelligence and deity; the other is earth and corruption.”

    It was his way of saying death comes all to us equally.

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    1. I heard about Marcus Aurelius and stoicism a lot, though I can’t read his meditation. After several pages, I gave up since I just couldn’t get into it. It is nice to know he is so sagacious.

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      1. It took me a year to get through that entire book The problem, I think, lies in translation. It’s originally in Greek, but then many of the translators would write it in King James version of English.

        For example: “Thou hast embarked, thou hast made the voyage, thou art come to shore” could have been written as “You have embarked, you have made the voyage, you are come to shore.”

        But I guess the translators felt vernacular English is “too vulgar”.

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        1. Wow, I admire your persistence. I won’t be able to go through it. I actually tried it twice, the second time after reading Ryan Holiday’s book and trying to follow his advice. However I just can’t do it.

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    1. That’s so true. So true. Some people are like insects who can only respond to one stimulus. When they need some adjustments and fine tuning or more varied angles in their thinking, they just can’t do it.

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  3. 💜 An “Allergy” and Cancer et al ARE ‘Symptoms’ of Evolution; not such a Bad Thing According to Any Addvocate of “Survival of The Fittest” ~ Charles Darwin

    …💛💚💙…

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