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Lest I Forget (2)
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The nurse came in not long after. She introduced herself as Gemma and told me how sorry she was. It was sincere, not one of the fake apologies I’d been hearing for the past thirty-plus years in medical establishments. She quickly administered the drug that would wake Alice up, and didn’t bother hanging around, which I appreciated. Some nurses like to hover, and while I know they’re well-meaning, it still kinda creeps me out. Gemma apologized to me softly again and left the room, asking me before she left if I’d like any lunch. Touched by the offer, I accepted. Wanting to stay with Al alone for awhile was something I knew my friends and family would respect, but it meant that they wouldn’t be dropping lunch off. Gemma just grinned and said she’d see if she could find anything with a passing resemblance to actual food, and then she was gone.
I knew it was stupid to just sit there waiting for Alice to wake up, but I couldn’t think of anything else to do. It didn’t take very long; within half an hour her eyelids fluttered. I was out of the chair and at her side in an instant, surprising even myself. I wasn’t too worn out at close to seventy, but I generally didn’t move any faster than I had to. But anyway, that’s completely beside the point.
“Hi sweetie,” I whispered when Alice’s eyes stopped their nervous perusal of her immediate surroundings and focused on me. Immediately I saw a lot of the fear go out of them, and I smiled at her. Then I started to speak hastily, remembering that she had no idea what had happened, where she was or why she wasn’t able to ask me what the fuck was going on. I suppose if it hadn’t been so heartbreaking, it might have been comical to watch her reaction as she realized she couldn’t speak. She couldn’t even move the muscles for a rudimentary sound, and I could see her annoyance and frustration flash in her eyes plain as day.
“Don’t try to talk, Al,” I said as gently as I could, looking into her eyes. And it was then that I realized she was still there. The intelligence in her eyes hadn’t diminished in the slightest, and I felt like a complete fool talking to her as if she were a child coming out of a tonsillectomy. I could read the question in her eyes. She knew something major had happened, but she wanted to know what it was, and what was going to happen next.
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After two chapters I am in awe. You are doing a wonderful job writing this from Dana’s perspective, and I look forward to her further recounting their lives together. I somehow have a feeling I will need tissues handy…
I read this as soon as I saw it posted, but, wanted to re-read it before commenting. I really love this story and you know how I feel about your writing (although I am sorry to hear it springs from insomnia. Insomnia sucks). I love the details and the honesty with which you write — it seems so real to the characters. Things aren’t always perfect in relationships, but, if you are in the right one, you can work through it and be stronger. I guess I didn’t realize from the first chapter that Alice would be so “with it”. What a blessing to be able to say goodbye and know the person has heard it. Love the non-verbal communication the girls have after so many years together. I do have to keep reminding myself that they have had 37-38 years together because some of this is just so sad. Thanks for the great story!
Beautifully Written! Looking fwd to the next post!
this is heartbreakingly beautiful. youre such a talent!
Another beautiful chapter MT – I don’t know how you do it, but please continue
This is such a great story. I look forward to hearing more about their life together. I love the way even though Alice can’t talk you give her such a strong voice.
Wow, beautifully written as always and so realistic. People always assume that if you’re old then it’s somewhat ok when it’s your time, not really understanding that sometimes it’s worse. Thank you so much for your dedication too, means a lot :)
you made me cry! hahahah and I don’t cry much:) guess that changes now huh? hehe thanks for updating, this is a wonderful story. I don’t know what I would do if I were Dana in that situation. This is very well written, thanks! you’re awesome… PPS?;D
Thank you for this wonderful 2nd chapter.Realistic and wonderfully written as you always manage to do. I’m just in awe.And to read about their getting back together and their life together is really nice. I probably could say more about this story, but I can’t keep really form the words right now. And english not being my 1st language sucks at this point, lol.Can’t wait for the next chapter.
And again you leave me speechless. Well done! Excellent! I could go on and on with those kind of superlatives when I talk about this story. I hope the next chapter contains memories of Danish with their family. I would love to know how does two were as mums.