Caren Krutsinger Poet Narrative

The Dreaded Shot

When I was younger a doctor’s visit was scary
It could mean a shot; that dreaded dreaded shot.
I remember being chased around the room
Screaming and wailing in agony before I had one
I think was about six.
By the time they caught me and held me down
I was sobbing in such a way my whole psyche screamed
The shot was nothing compared to what I had done prior to it.

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Ilene Bauer June 23, 2022 at 4:28 PM this rings so true, caren! i remember having the same experience... Caren Krutsinger June 23, 2022 at 5:42 PM I could not believe how worked up I got

Kim Rodrigues June 23, 2022 at 7:49 AM Fear can be worse than reality! Caren Krutsinger June 23, 2022 at 5:42 PM Sure was on that day!

L Milton Hankins June 22, 2022 at 6:37 PM Oh, I'm so sure of that, Caren. Caren Krutsinger June 23, 2022 at 2:11 AM I still remember thinking"is that all it is?" I am pretty sure my dramatic twin got hers first and that probably set me off.

Ann Foster June 22, 2022 at 6:24 PM We are often more afraid of thing, than the thing itself. A wise write...well done... Ann Caren Krutsinger June 23, 2022 at 2:12 AM Thank you Ann