Toma Amnesia Memories Novels & Stories

I told her. “Seems you have selective amnesia, a sort of dissociative amnesia. It does happen, especially after a traumatic event. I’m sure it’ll come to you, just give it time,” she waved her hand dismissively and I instantly didn’t like her. “Let me go home,” I stood up and my knees buckled. The beautiful woman, Aria, caught me before I fell and helped me back onto the cot. “Please be careful, I couldn’t bear if something else happened to you,” she told me sweetly.

“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

I slammed him against the wall after grabbing him by the collar. "What the f*ck is wrong with my wife? ” I can't speak if you don't let me go, sir. I gave him a shove to get away. “Talk.” He adjusts his collar while massaging the back of his neck. “Mr. Pendleton. It appears that Amber has selective amnesia." "Because she slipped?” "Yes, we think the fall caused some swelling in her brain, which is why she has amnesia," the doctor replied. "Does the fact that you mentioned selective suggest she will soon regain her memories?”

"I'd like to make a living too, but I'm suffering from brain damage and can't remember much. "That's why I'm here, to get some peace and quiet—it's not too late to remember who I am and get a job later on. Moreover, the villagers here are quite charitable, and some of them often drop by to give me food. And since I'm no picky eater, I'd never go hungry." Frank strode up. "How would you repay me if I restore your memories?" "You're kidding." The tramp snorted. "My brain has actually retained knowledge on that front, and I know that amnesia is due to damage to the hippocampus. That means the damage is irreversible, and I could only hope for a miracle."

Nathan looked away. Amara slowly shook her head. “No.” The woman looked directly at her. “You were never supposed to remember,” she whispered. Suddenly, a sharp pain hit Amara’s head. She gasped. Then memories slammed into her mind. Bright white rooms. Doctors. Children crying. A voice repeating again and again: “Subject A is stable.” “Continue synchronization.” Amara stumbled backward. Adrian caught her before she fell. “Amara.” His voice sounded far away. More memories came crashing in.

I pressed, my tone stern. He nodded his head, then twisted his lips before lifting his head to meet my gaze. “It’s dissociative amnesia or selective retrograde amnesia. He will tend to lose traumatic and emotional memories, but in his case, he retains only his mum while forgetting everything else.” He paused, tilted his head for a moment before continuing, “There’s a twist here.” “What twist?” I asked again, my expression perplexed. “His case is certainly rare, and I don’t really have any explanation for it,” he chimed, and our gazes remained locked for a while in reflection, mine masked in intense worry.

It was almost ten at night when they arrived. Earlier that day, Tammy had come by the Ashly too, before her afternoon shift started at the same hospital. After a few tests, it was determined that Ashly had post-traumatic amnesia because some gave her something like some old herb that was used over time so the person could forget about certain things, and she told them that Ashly's memories would most likely return slowly within the day, or the longest would be more than a month. She had also encouraged Ashly to return with Alex to their own apartment. She told them that being surrounded by familiar objects, photographs, or smells might help Ashly regain her memories faster. Alex told Ashly t

She said holding one part of her head. " I'm so sorry, Ma'am. " The nurse said in a sympathetic voice. "But why are you telling me all this?" He asked curiously. " Well, the doctors said that he might remember everything in a few days and that it might help a faster recovery, if I recreate the memories of his past." She said longingly. " That is true. Patients with amnesia usually recover when they see or hear things that are familiar because the mind never forgets, it's simply the connection that is lost." He said assuringly.

"Well Elaine, I think Thomas here has amnesia and remembers nothing but his name." "What?" Elaine was shocked "can't he try to remember?" "If you force him to remember, he will only be in pain. It will give him headache should he force himself, so the best option is to leave him and let the memory come to him itself." "But, will he still remember?" "Of course, it's just with time. He will remember, he only needs to avoid stressing himself so much and just let the memories come to him." "This just got a whole lot harder. How are we going to get him back if he can't remember his memories?"

"Well well, make yourself at home. My husband isn't in town right now, but he will return today evening. He's a heavy worker... Feel free to come over any time that you like." She turned to leave and Dawn tailed her. Avoiding my eyes. Her face was still reddened. She waited until they were in the lobby before whispering. I wouldn't have been able to hear her if I wasn't impurified. "Mum... I think he has amnesia..." "Oh, my... Did he tell you that?" "Well, he said he can't really remember many things about himself." "Oh my. What a poor boy. Well people suffering from amnesia usually recover their memories with time. Showing them familiar objects might also act like a trigger."