The door was pushed open and she saw the doctor stroll in, a file in his hands with a big smile on his face like a parent who was happy about the success of their child and she couldn’t help but return the smile herself
“How is my newest favorite patient doing?” he touched his free hand on her face.
“I doubt I’m your favorite patient now. You just met me and I don’t even know myself” she tried to sit up but was stopped by the elderly man who held her to the bed and adjusted the lever of the bed instead.
“Well I just met you, true. But this is the first time I’m going to treat a patient with your condition.” She squeezed her face in confusion and the doctor continued, smiling “I’ve only read them in books and watched them in movies, not seen a real life patient in over twenty years of practice. It’s a very rare condition”
“What condition is that?” She sat in an upright position and placed her left bandaged hand on her thigh. The doctor sat down at the edge of the bed like he did earlier in the day and looked up at her with kind eyes.
“It’s a form of amnesia. Retrograde amnesia to be precise”