Memory Loss Novels & Stories

“Tension from what?” “Likely from mental stress,” the eldest woman explained, adjusting her glasses. “It’s common in cases of memory loss. If she’s been unknowingly straining to recall, forcing things like images, timelines, emotions, it can lead to inflammation, fatigue, even migraines or fainting. The fever’s likely a stress response.” “So what’s the solution?” he asked, his voice sharp again. “Rest, hydration, no pressure to remember anything, and absolutely no forced exposure to old stimuli. Let the brain recover naturally.”

The moment the image appeared on the screen, I forgot about every other thing. My baby was right there, alive, and I could hear it's heartbeat. I reached for Charles’s hand without thinking. “This is ours.” The doctor smiled. “The baby is fine. Everything looks good.” Relief flooded me. Then he said something that made me pause. “Your memory loss could be related to your pregnancy,” he said. “It happens sometimes. Memory issues can occur, but it should return after delivery.” I stared at him. “You think my memory loss is because of the pregnancy?”

Immediately I got to the office, I went on to meet Dr Warren as he had requested. “Any improvement, Dr Harry?” I quickly took a seat beside him “Just flashes. She gets them once in a while and it’s not understandable most of the times” I explained “What she’s experiencing is temporary memory loss. Sometimes, there are some memories that we just don’t want to remember. I think that’s what’s going on with her. It can be for a short period or a long period of time and only just one thing is needed to trigger the memory and you’ll see the person suffering from it get back on their feet with all of their memories intact” He explained

But I was still not in the mood for calls, so I decided to turn my phone off. I woke up the next morning, I didn't know when I slept in. My head was still banging, and I was reminded that my husband was dead. Last night's event kept replaying, I looked beside my nightstand, I took our wedding portrait and looked at the man I married, The one who left me a widow even though he's been gone for a long time his Memories of us were still fresh in my head. Tears filled my eyes, my sight was blurry, I placed the portrait upside down and made my way to the kitchen counter to take some medications for the headache. Knock knock (someone was knocking)

“What he told you was all true, but they were half-truths." And, dazedly, I nodded, still comprehending his revealed truth, which was still partial and incomplete. So, I waited patiently for him to continue. My blood rushed through my veins at a very unusual speed. Maybe because I had sensed somewhere I was not told the entire truth from the beginning, which he confirmed I wasn't. “The accident had left you with a brain injury,” I gulped. “It is when a person can no longer memorise or recall information that is stored in their memory. It was a large-scale loss of memories on your part because you have lost five years of it.”

"He did. All except the ones involving his father. Memory loss is a symptom of hydrocephalus in adults. However, I do not understand why his is selective, but I can tell you this: —Adonis's condition is rapidly deteriorating. Fast."

“Leah, it’s me. Your mother.” Leah shook her head. “I don’t remember you. I don’t remember any of you.” Mama clamped a hand over her mouth, a sob breaking through. The doctor cleared his throat. “I was just about to explain. Your daughter suffered a head injury during the accident. She has retrograde amnesia. It means she has lost memories from before the accident.” Noah’s hands curled into fists. “How long will this last?” The doctor sighed. “It varies. Sometimes memories return in days or weeks. Sometimes… never.”

“This… This can’t be happening... So he doesn’t even remember Liam his own son?” The doctor’s face softens. “I understand how hard this must be, but memory loss like this isn’t uncommon after severe trauma and poison to the head. The brain protects itself by retreating to an earlier time. Sometimes memories return quickly; other times, it takes a while—or they may never fully return.” “No,” I whisper, shaking my head. “That can’t be true. You’re saying I might not get him back? That Liam might not get his father back?”

“ What?” “ Yes. You've got this condition , called partial memory loss where you forget some of the recent incidents of your life.” She explained, making me freeze in my place, listening to her words. “ I-I lost my memory?” I repeated, partly in disbelief and partly in a joke. “ But I remember everyone. I remember you. I remember mom and Dad too and I even remember every high school teacher of ours.” I pressed my lips in a straight line, trying to imply that they had misunderstood the situation.

My hand started to sweat for some reason. Lydia slowly removed Lyra's hands away from hers and walked near us. When we both were near. I told him to continue. "She had a short term memory loss and so this is the reason she can't remember you and." He paused. I looked at Lydia and she at me. "It's Amnesia in which people tend to lose memory for a short time. The causing factors could be nutritional deficiency, sleep deprivation, sometimes depression and side effects of medication." He explained. The tears forming at the corner of her eyes were proof of her suffering.