Novel & Cerita My Little Amnesia

Whatever drama happened between them had nothing to do with me. Instead, I fixed Mark with a challenging stare and stretched out five fingers in front of his face. "How many is this?" Mark scoffed. He looked like he was affronted by my audacity to test his mental faculties. Did amnesiacs also somehow lose memories of certain words or phrases? Because I was tempted to tell him; “beggars can't be choosers”, with how insulted he looked because I'd asked him that. "I only have amnesia, not a full-on lobotomy. Don't treat me like a child."

"She might be suffering from amnesia before she hit her head on a wall which made her unconscious for the last three days." "But you've already performed surgery on her and you said she's okay. What's happening again" Mrs? Garcia asked agitated "Since it was her head that was knocked down. Amnesia is a common problem for patients with her condition. It's not treatable. She might be able to remember today, tomorrow, or never." The doctor calmly explained to Araceli's Family. "Do you not remember me too?" The young boy Rachel saw earlier peeked out behind the old man.

I can’t walk, I can’t see… damn it if I could just see you so I know you are telling me the truth. - Well, I am sorry too that you don’t believe me, but who knows, in time you will. But the fact is that you are going home with me because you need help and I can provide that help. - What about my family? When I asked this, the room filled with a heavy silence. Frankly, I didn’t like it. I could hear the doctor trying to explain. - Miss Sinclair, right now you suffer from what we call it selective amnesia. - What is that?

"I don't understand it either. I mean, I dreamt of you often but then, I never knew your name" "What happened exactly? How did you suddenly become amnesiac?" I asked."I really don't know. The doctors told me that it was just a sudden amnesia because I didn't have any head injury of any sort. I was told that I was involved in an accident. They found me by the road side, unconscious. The weird part is that the only injury I had was a small cut above my left eye"

For even if they’re really close friends, GD was still a bit gynophobic with all their bipolar-ism and his limited knowledge of them, so he wanted to tell her slowly. He started with a small question he hoped wouldn’t break her mind. “Before meeting Albert and Alexis and starting college, what was your life about?” This was unimaginable to her, but she never had the moment to sit down and think about those for a while; and she has a reason. “Have you forgotten? I have some form of amnesia; I can’t remember anything.” “But, you remembered the entire story of your college life?” “Yeah, I mean…that’s, uhm, different. Or is it?” As the clock struck 8, and the sun started to paint an orange horiz

But the doctors couldn’t question her at the moment, so they waited a few more days until she was a lot stronger. After a few days, the VIP ward was filled with Anamika’s family members and friends. The doctor wanted to know if her memory was intact after the surgery on her brain. But unfortunately, she had selective amnesia– she lost a large part of her memory… specifically the unhappy and traumatizing ones.

Confusion clouded my thoughts as I struggled to grasp the elusive connection between us. Sensing my turmoil, he gently turned me to face him. His golden eyes searched mine, a silent plea evident in their depths. "Why don't you remember me?" he asked softly, pain lacing his words. I raised a hand to my temple, massaging the persistent ache that had taken residence there since my awakening. "I... I have amnesia," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "Since falling into that cave, everything's been a blur. I can't recall my past."

“Your amnesia makes everything more interesting, Nick. Imagine when your memory comes back. What other surprises might crawl out of the past?” The back of my neck felt like someone had sprinkled it with ice. Sienna scratched her head with her pacifier. “Amne… what?” she asked, glancing up. “Is that like anime?” “No, sweetheart,” I said before my brain caught up with my mouth. My voice sounded lighter than it felt. “It’s just a grown-up word for… misplacing things.” Lorenzo turned.

Josh laughed at his last words. Just like all the doubtful doctors who had insisted my memories weren’t real, Josh was doing the same and it angered me. But then, anything about this situation tended to anger me, which was why I hated talking about my past. My amnesia wasn’t so severe that I’d forgotten my entire past. The only memories I’d lost were the ones two years prior to my head injury. So I wasn’t that bad. I wished people would stop making me feel like a damn freak.

Zoey was fast asleep inside the private suite after she was given some medications to calm her down. Dionysus couldn't believe it. "Retrograde amnesia, doc?" Mrs. Zenaida Lavigne sat back on her seat, feeling utterly weak. "Mommy. ." Zamantha uttered worriedly. "Unfortunately, I suspect that the patient was experiencing the kind of amnesia where you can't recall memories that were formed before the event that caused the amnesia. It usually affects recently stored past memories, not memories from years ago." Zara sighed and asked. "So, the accident caused it?"