Jonathan Turner: "I get REAL old fashioned when I see somebody that I care about being brought home by cops."
**creds to -followtheleader- for the awesome new book cover (sorry, I did do my own questionable changes to it oops.)
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"Doctor, what's this all about?" John asked as they stood in the hallway.
The doctor hesitated as he gave a concerned glance. "It sounds like Shawn has not been compliant with the treatment here. I have received multiple reports from the nurses and counselors that he has been refusing his meals and the sessions and even throwing away his medications. We weighed him this morning. He has lost four pounds since he's been here. Are these developments new for him, or is it perhaps because he's in this environment?"
"I guess, I don't know. Do you want me to talk to him? I could maybe persuade him."
"If it's easier, we can talk to him together. I have a few questions to ask him anyway."
John sighed as he opened the door to Shawn's room. "Hey, bud."
Shawn sat up in bed. "Hey, so what have you two decided about my life? I obviously have no say about anything here..."
"Shawn, I just have a few questions to ask you," the doctor said. "Do you have a minute?"
"I don't know. Do I?"
"Shawn...please," John begged. He sat on the bed next to Shawn. "We're just trying to help you."
"Yeah, whatever," Shawn said as he rolled his eyes. "K, doc, what?"
The doctor sat in a chair across from Shawn so he could make eye contact. "You do not seem thrilled about being here. I'm concerned about your health and your state of mind. Have you recently considered ending your life?"
"Um...No? Is that what you want me to say?"
"I want the truth. Do you plan on ending your life? Suicide?"
"Not really, anymore...I mean, I just don't wanna be here, in this place, and I hate the food. Everything sucks here."
"Okay, I hear you. So you're saying that you refuse our meals and services because you simply don't like any of it?"
"Yeah, that about sums it up I guess."
"Do you realize that the consequences of your refusal involve a decline in your health?"
"I dunno..." Shawn looked away.
The doctor huffed and scratched his head. "This may sound strange, but it's something we have to ask...When was the last time you had a bowel movement?"
"What's that?"
"He's asking if you've pooped, dude," John explained.
"Why does that matter?"
The doctor grew more intense. "It matters because not eating can cause constipation, and constipation can cause complications."
