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Chapter Twenty One: Therapy Day Part Two
As John and Marty approached the automated doors of the hospital, she grabbed his hand and linked it with hers while her other hand rested on her pregnant belly. Releasing a calming breath they walked through the doors both hoping, this hypno-therapy could help her remember.
"Hey, Johnny," Michael greeted his brother from the nurses' station. Turning to Marty he offered her the same warms smile saying, "Morning, Marty. How are you feeling?"
"I'm feeling okay I guess. You're Michael right?" Marty asked praying she got his name right.
"Yes, I am and I'm glad you're feeling better. It's good to see you up and about. Are you guys here for an ultrasound for the baby?"
"No, she's not," John said, "She's here to see the hypno shrink Paige told her about, Dr. Saunders or somethin."
"All right. I'll page him for you."
"Hypno shrink?" Marty asked incredulously once Michael walked away.
"Would you have preferred hypno quack?" John quipped his charming smile gracing his face.
"No, I wouldn't have preferred quack. I would have preferred therapist, thank you. If this Dr. Saunders helps me remember will he be a quack then?"
"I don't know, Marty. I think all shrinks are quacks."
Just then a middle-aged man about 6'3 with short greying hair hidden behind wire rimmed glasses wearing a grey suit with a maroon shirt and matching tie walked up to John and Marty.
"You must be Marty Saybrooke," He said with a smile, "I'm Tim Saunders the hypno-therapist Dr. Miller recommended for you."
"It's nice to meet you Dr. Saunders. This is John McBain he's my . . . " Marty paused not sure how to paraphrase what John was to her exactly.
After leaving something in the air she gathered herself and with a highschool girl like smile reintroduce John to the doctor saying, "I'm sorry Dr. Saunders I'm just a little nervous. This is John McBain my boyfriend."
That word had never sounded better to John as he shook the doc's hand before turning to Marty, "I'm going to be back to pick you up when you're done, all right?"
Marty nodded and the pair shared a soft kiss which surprised and pleased them both.
"All right, Marty if you'll follow me into my office, we can begin the session whenever you're ready. And don't worry you've got nothing to be nervous about."
Marty followed Dr. Saunders into his office which was beautiful and homey feeling. Inside he had a large bay window with comfortable seating, a black leather chaise lounge, and his desk, bookcase and coffee table all looked to be made from the finest cherry wood. Taking off her red pea coat and black gloves Marty opted to sit on the bay window's seat thinking that's where she would be most comfortable.
"Okay, Marty here's what I'm going to do for you. I'm going to put you in a very relaxed state of mind. You can sit up or lie down it's up to you. As your eyes drift shut to the sound of my voice I want you to think about anyone or anything you want to remember," Dr. Saunders explains, "As you think about this person, people or things I'll ask you questions about what you see, how you feel and where you are. The session will be recorded and if you want we can play it back at the next session whenever that is scheduled for."
"Okay. I think I can do that. Do you think that this will help me remember? I really want to remember. I mean I can see that I have this great life here in Llanview with my son, John and this new baby coming. I just have so much to remember." Marty whispered.
"I'll help you anyway I can, Marty that's all I can promise. Now how about you get comfortable and we'll get started. All right?"
Marty nodded and laid down on the large bay window seat as she listened to the soothing quality of Dr. Saunders' voice while her eyes fluttered closed.