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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 9:18 pm
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I knew he wouldn’t be walking for a bit but this was worse. My chest felt heavy as I just looked at him. He had no idea who or even recalled his own name. Slowly, I sat back down in the chair. I couldn’t stand anymore. Jack was my best friend. I didn’t know what would happen now that he had forgotten everything. Would he still be my best friend? Would he change and hate me all together?
I had to, at least, try to help him. “Uh, well.” I didn’t know where to start. I didn’t realize this was going to be more painful than I thought. “You’re name is Jack Reads and my name is Suzanne Jacobs. Everyone calls me Suzy though you and my dad are the only ones allowed to call me Suzu. Somehow, I can tolerate it with you too.” It took most of my strength not to cry.
“We’ve been best friends for four years. About a week ago, you and I went to this party. There was alcohol there but neither one us wanted to drink. Bad memories on your part.” I laughed but then wanted to take it back. He didn’t know what had happened the year before and I couldn’t tell him now since not even his nor my parents knew about it. “Anyway, we headed home full with caffeinated soda and we headed home. When he hit Henderson Street, we were T-Boned by an SUV.” I couldn’t tell him that he had tried to ask me out. I didn’t think it mattered at this point. My answer definitely didn’t matter.
“You got the worst of it. The other guy is fine, or so I hear. My mom is looking into seeing if he was drunk. If he was, no doubt she will take him to court.” Jack just looked at me and I was forgetting that he didn’t remember. “Right, well, my mom’s the best lawyer in town. Your parents should be here this afternoon.” Though, I didn’t know what good it would do. I wasn’t even sure if he believed me at this point.
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 4:58 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 10:01 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 10:52 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 1:41 pm
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“I’m fine. Don’t worry about me. Just rest.” When he took my hand, I felt better. Almost as if, the old Jack came back but I knew that wasn’t possible. At least, not yet. The doctor came in to ask him questions. I knew all of them but decided not to answer. They were memory questions and he failed each one. The doctor didn’t seem very nice. I checked my phone for any messages but I had none. My mom was still at work and wouldn’t get off for awhile.
I couldn’t go back to school. Not now. Thankfully, I hadn’t missed any days of school this year so I was alright. Not to mention, my mom had a talk with the principle. I wasn’t going back to school unless Jack did. Memory or not. The doctor left and Jack didn’t seem to like the doctor acted.
“He’s a doctor. It’s rare you find one that actually bonds with you. Not to mention, I’m sure he’s had a hard day.” I reassured him. Jack’s hands were soft just the way they always were. I didn’t want to let go of his hand. After that accident, I didn’t want to leave his side. Deep down I had this fear that I would wake up from this dream and he would be dead. But this wasn’t a dream and Jack was alive.
“What you’re supposed to do is rest.” I told him. “You can’t really go anywhere with two broken legs. At least, not on foot. When your parents finally bail you out of here, just live. Usually, with memory cases going back to the life you had helps things come back. We’ll just take it from there.”
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 3:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 7:25 pm
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I smiled as he seemed restless. Same old Jacky; even without his memory. I assumed it was the reason why he wanted to leave the party so early. In school, the boy could hardly sit still unless I was there to occupy him by passing him notes. “Well, it’s the only thing you can do right now. Stick it would till the end. I’m sure you won’t be here much longer. A few more days, tops.” I only hoped it was a few more days. I, too, hated being in a hospital bed not being able to leave it.
Even without his memory, I began to see something. In a way, it was still Jack. He acted the same, had the same personality. The only thing missing was his memories. “We’re in Jamestown, North Dakota. You were born and raised here where I was grew up an Army Brat so I’ve moved to a lot of places. Been here the last four.”
His next question too me a little by surprise. I had know him for four years and he had been my best friend since the day I had arrived. I knew him inside and out. Though, the moment when he tried to ask me out surprised me but not as much as this. I shook my head. “You are good.” I corrected him. “We wouldn’t be best friends if you weren’t. You’re still Jack. You can’t remember anything just yet.”
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 7:58 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 12:45 pm
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I wanted to do more for him but all I could really do was talk to him. And even then it wasn't enough. Visiting hours didn't last very long and I would have to leave at some point. I would leave to go to my house. A place that was still there even after the accident. Jack didn't even know where that was for him; which was just a few houses from mine. The doctor couldn't tell me anything since I wasn't family but I had overheard the doctor telling the nurse that his memory was a difficult case. He wasn't sure if it would ever return. I had to accept that but then again, I had to believe there was still a chance he would return to the same old Jack.
The same Jack that would take me out for ice cream when I would stress about finals. The same Jack who knew my favorite ice cream and would always ask the person behind the counter to give me extra cherries on top, knowing they were my favorite. Jack never knew I noticed but I always did. The same Jack who shared a secret spot with me, only him and I knew.
Suddenly, I wanted to go to that place with him at that moment. It was a quiet place out by the mountains. There was a small waterfall that dropped to this little hole in the wall. It was the perfect spot for the sun when it was nice and a perfect spot for when the rain came. In the winter, Jack and I would always go there when the lake would freeze over so we could skate on it. Those were my favorite times.
I wanted that same Jack back but, somehow, I knew it was still him. I had to keep telling myself that. "The doctors aren't sure when it will come back, but it will come back. We just have to show you things from your past. A lot of the time, certain things can trigger memories; friends, family, clothes, animals, a certain place you've been to before. It can be anything really." When he smiled, it made me smile; inside and out. I was happy that he was actually smiling again. Even though it had been just a few days, I had missed that smile. "Nothing is wrong with you but your memory loss is called amnesia. It can happen a lot with car accidents. For right now, just relax. There's no need to stress any of this. It will all work out. I promise."
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