Amnesia Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

The air conditioning inside the doctor’s office was cold, but I felt colder inside, The doctor clasped his hands, resting them on the table as he stared at me. “He’ll be fine, right?” I asked, my voice hoarse. “It’s probably because of the anesthesia or the surgery.” The doctor’s voice was clinical, but I could hear the weight in it. “Miss… it appears he’s experiencing retrograde amnesia. The injury has affected his memory, specifically, the period of time in which you were present in his life.” My heart dropped into a cold, empty place. My hands trembled as tears welled in the corners of my eyes again. “W-What do you mean? Why would it happen?”

*Enough to know that if I tell you everything right now, you'll leave. The words won't stop circling. I turn them over the way I used to turn over spreadsheets that didn't balance, looking for the line where the numbers stopped making sense. Except this isn't a spreadsheet. This is a man who flinched at a name, who moved like muscle memory instead of relearned instinct, who just told me...as close to plainly as he's willing to get... that the amnesia isn't the whole truth. I set the glass down without drinking from it.

“Now what is the problem doctor?” “The girl has amnesia. She doesn't remember anything. Not even her own name.” And, Kane felt like he was already walking from getting out of the pan and into the fire itself. “Fuck doctor! What do you mean that girl has amnesia? How the hell!” Kane lost it and banged his knuckles against the wall. “Relax Mr Whitemon. There's still a possibility she might regain her memory soon but not for the time being. Her head suffered major injuries and affected her frontal lobes.” Kane didn't understand any of the doctor's words nor did he want to understand. All he knew is that little girl was going to become a burden on him. If he wished he would dump her in this hosp

Nathan stared at Hilda's side profile in a daze and the pain in his heart was reflected in the tears that started to swim in his eyes. Anthony made her lose her memories and it wasn't an easy feat to do so. On an international level, there were already psychiatrists advocating amnesia as a treatment for mental illness. However, it was a tricky matter to succeed in it. Amnesia is most probably not a bad thing for her. The two of them looked up at the crescent moon in the sky. "I think the weather will be great tomorrow. I have met up with Samuel to check the dates and he mentioned that the day after tomorrow is suited for me to join the team. Tomorrow, on the other hand, is perfect for travel

"My Jen? Who is my Jen? Norman asked still confused. Jenny left Norman and walked to the doctor. "Doctor? what is wrong with my husband? why can't he recognise me?" "| am sorry ma'am, but your husband has amnesia" the doctor said slowly. Jenny looked at Norman, and then back to the doctor. " What!! Oh my goodness! why does he have amnesia, doctor?" Jenny asked. "Ma'am, your husband sustained injuries to the head. | suspect a strong blow to the head could have caused his amnesia"

“What’s wrong?” “The roses. The gifts. Standing outside my studio,” I said. “It’s empty. It doesn’t fix anything.” He tried to sound hurt. “I’m trying to make you happy.” “You can’t buy your way out of what you did,” I said. “Gifts don’t erase pain.” Silence. Then the act snapped into place again. “What did I do?” he asked. “Kaela, I told you I lost my memory. If I did something, I don’t remember. Tell me what I did.”

Seth nodded and told me solemnly, “Annie, Holly has been sentenced. She’ll be going to prison for thirteen years. Also, Lucien has late-stage gastric cancer. He doesn’t have long to live.” “Oh.” I was very calm, as if I was listening to news that had nothing to do with me. Seth coolly regarded me for a few seconds. Then, he suddenly said, “Annie, I went to ask about it at the hospital. They said you didn’t get amnesia after the car crash. You didn’t forget me. Is that right?” “That’s right.” Seth must not have expected me to answer so plainly. He was stunned for a moment. “Why didn’t you admit that you knew me?”

I just didn’t want to say it out loud, not in front of Garcia and the doctor, unless they wonder how I knew it and how was I so familiar with it. “She’s been triggered. Something or maybe someone, envoked a lot of stress, fear, or even a memory, pushed her nervous system too far. The brain does what it can to survive. For her, that means… disappearing.” “She has amnesia. She has no memory of the first eighteen years of her life,” I said, taking a step closer to her. The doctor looked between me and Jeremiah, before he focused on me and asked, “Was she in an accident?” ____

from raising his eyebrow it turns to furrow his forehead! "I don't remember." "Is that so? you don't remember me? I'm your ex." "Ex? sorry I have memories that I don't remember."- Mary Ann "Amnesia?" luckily her mood suddenly lights up and her tone becomes approachable "Yes, they told me its Lacunar Amnesia."- Mary Ann, she plays her hair while answering "Really, how are you?" "I'm okay."- Mary Ann "Can I sit here?" "Sure."- Mary Ann