Amnesia Visual Novels & Stories

" Her voice cracked. "Not exactly. It's a bit more complex. He has retrograde amnesia, which means he's having difficulty recalling memories from before the accident. But there's something... unusual." The doctor explained. "Unusual? What do you mean?" Andrea asked. "In most cases of retrograde amnesia, the memory loss is more generalized. But in Jayden's case, there's a very specific exception. He seems to remember Miss Monalisa very clearly." "Yes, Monalisa "He remembers only her" Andrea sighed.

They were coerced into feeling different kinds of emotions all at the same time, fear, shock, sadness, and uncertainty being the foremost among others. “Yes,” Lucas started once again with empathy in his tone. “Amnesia is the cause of her behaviour," the doctor hesitated again before explaining the root of the problem. "She's suffering from amnesia. It is when a person can no longer memorise or seem to recall information that is stored in a certain region of the consolidated specific brain cells. Deep inside the medial temporal lobe is the region of the brain known as the limbic system, which includes the hippocampus, the amygdala, the Cingular gyrus, the thalamus, and other many organs that

I turned to look at her. “Why do you say that?” I asked cautiously. “Because it means the damage to your brain didn’t affect your entire memory,” Claris explained, and I frowned, not understanding. “As the doctor explained to you earlier, you need to come in for further checkups so we can understand the type of amnesia you have. But, from what I understand, you have functional retrograde global amnesia. That is, you don’t remember anything before the traumatic event that caused your memory loss, but you’re functional and understand concepts and your surroundings. We need to run more tests, and you need further evaluations with a specialized neurologist as well as a psychiatrist.”

She said and looked into my eyes, her eyes were full of misery and she had dark spots sitting below her eyes. “What happened between us Aunty? I don’t remember much, I honestly didn’t remember you that day.” I say looking back in her eyes wearing a slight frown on my face. “You don’t remember? How come?” She asked me, looking surprised as I expected. “No Aunty, not even your name, I had an accident about two years ago after dad died and I developed selective amnesia as a result, I could only remember him because of my journals, sadly there’s nothing about you in them” I say in the most remorseful tone I could use.

“Some of these people will have family or friends in their pack that they would want to bring along. They’d have to go home today to tell them and then make other plans to get them out. Maybe I talk to them tomorrow?” “That sounds reasonable,” Alaric said. Thea finished her lists then dug into her lunch. “I did some research on amnesia and memory retrieval,” Misty said. “There are a lot of options and things to try if you want to, but the most effective one seems to be doing things from childhood. The deeper or older the memory, the better. Smells, sights, sounds. Involve the senses—that type of thing. So if you went swimming a lot as a child, go swimming. If you baked cakes, do that.”

Amelia's amnesia cast a shroud of uncertainty over her existence. The doctors, after conducting extensive tests, had diagnosed her with a severe case of memory loss. She couldn't recall her name, her past, or the people who may have played a significant role in her life. She was a blank canvas, waiting to be filled with colors and shapes that were lost to her.

Fear crept up my spine. "You will," the doctor reassured me. He turned to the man beside him. "She’s suffering from Transient Global Amnesia and Retrograde Amnesia. That means she doesn’t remember the events leading up to this point and has temporary memory loss. She should be fine within twenty-four hours." Relief flickered through me, but it was short-lived. What if these people weren’t safe? I might have seen them before, but without my memories, how could I trust them?

‘At the look of things, I think she has amnesia,’ the doctor said. ‘Amnesia? What is that?’ Karen asked looking confused. ‘Amnesia is a post-traumatic condition that makes you forget things, and in the case of Miss Rotman, I think it is partial amnesia,’ the doctor explained. ‘Which means it could be worse,’ Pearl's stepmum asked. ‘Yes. Now, she has only forgotten a part of her life. Some people forget everything including their names. Her fall was quite fatal, so it is expected to happen,' the doctor said making my insides tighter.

“On our way here, she opened her eyes and didn't recognize me, why?” “According to the tests we ran on her, we discovered she has TBI Traumatic Brain Injury which is as a result of a serious blow to her head and it caused retrograde amnesia which means she may not remember events from recent months.” Tristan's throat went dry at the diagnosis. Amnesia? A blow to her head? Annabelle really wanted her dead if she went that far. She won't remember recent events, which means she won't remember him since they met recently. Will she ever be able to remember everything they've done together?

He expressed concern that she was unable to recollect specific memories. Erin was disappointed to hear that the patient had developed amnesia. Her gaze flickered towards the patient lying on the bed, as she briefly glanced at the patient, concern etched on her face, before darting her gaze back and focusing on the doctor as she said, "Oh, that's not good." She said,