What could I do? He didn't remember me and he wasn't sure why I was there. It was kind of embarrassing that I didn't know what to say. I decided to give up and go speak to the nurse.
"Nurse Lee, what's wrong with him?"
I knew this nurse, an old family friend
"Veronica, he has partial amnesia so he'll be like that for a while. Unless someone triggers a memory"
"Memory trigger... Thanks."
"No problem, you run home and tell your mom I said hi"
I couldn't help myself. I ran back down the ward to him and hugged him with all my might. This was my first attempt of memory restoration? A hug from a red-faced, crying teenager? He stared at me confused and I felt, well, like crying again. This was gonna be a long journey and I didn't know if I could sit it out.
"Hi Veronica, why are you crying?"
"You've remembered me? "
"Of course, you just told me your name"
"Oh, okay. See you soon JD."
I left the ward and fell apart. People began to give their condolences. Confused by the actions of the people, I turned, I was crying... Right in front of recently departed section where those who are in a coma were having monitors turned off. Why am I a walking disaster?