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When you can't remember anything, what does anything matter? |
| Today is the seventh day, or so I'm told. A week ago today a freak car accident nearly killed me, or at least that's what they say happened. I don't remember anything past ten minutes ago. I had to be taught what my name was by the doctors as they replaced my IV bags with fresh saline, and I had to be told that my mother was killed in a skiing accident 3 years ago when I asked if I could talk to her. I had to be reminded that I didn't normally wear a hospital gown that exposed my posterior. I didn't remember. They say that I'm 16, and that I just got my license the day before the crash. They tell me that I was on Interstate 44 in Missouri when a semi truck jacknifed behind be and my car was crushed. They say that I was fully responsive at the scene, despite the hunk of twisted aluminum 17 inches long sticking out of my head. They say that I was put into surgery immediately to stabilize the hunk of metal and that I was sent to the academic hospital at KU for further surgery. They tell me I was fully conscious whenever I wasn't on anesthesia. Which is funny, because I woke up 10 minutes ago with no recollection of anything before. I feel like a baby, one that has just become self aware. I have no precedent for anything, only what instinct and the doctors have taught me. They say I have family that want to visit me, but I say no to their requests. I wouldn't remember them. |
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