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Lest I Forget (9)
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I could feel her trying to straighten her fingers. I had no idea what she was doing, but I figured it was better to let her try than to stop her. I was still holding onto her hand in case she needed it, but very loosely so she could move. Eventually, she was able to get her index finger into a sort of hook shape and pointed it in my general direction. “Me?” I asked, and she blinked yes. She then brought her hand hesitantly to her mouth. I helped her a little bit, and she made the signs for eat and sleep again. I stared at her, trying to figure out what she wanted to say. “Me, home? I’m not leaving without you, Alice,” I said firmly, but she was already blinking no as I said it. “Give me a minute here, honey.” She sighed but didn’t do anything else, just looked up at me while I thought.
“You, uh…you want me to tell you about home?” I asked haltingly after a few minutes. I had a hunch that she wanted me to continue the story of our lives together, and it dawned on me that she was probably just as bored and frustrated as I was, except it was worse because she was sort of trapped within herself. When she blinked yes at me, I kissed her chapped lips and smiled. “Okay, but if you start to get sleepy, don’t fight it. You’re supposed to be using these next couple days to rest up so the doctor can figure out where to go from here,” I told her. She sighed and blinked yes, then slowly pointed to me and made the sign for “home” again.
Any other day, I would have thought she’d had a setback and was just repeating herself. But after watching her somehow call up the willpower to move her hands into signs that I could understand in lieu of her responding verbally made me more cognizant than ever that Alice’s intelligence, for whatever other damage her brain had endured, was still fully intact. And I understood her perfectly.
“You’re my home too, baby,” I told her, and I’d never meant anything more in my life. She gave me one of the grimaces that I interpreted as an attempt to grin, and while it didn’t look all that appealing in and of itself, it made me happy anyway. The efforts of the afternoon had worn her out, though, and she let me bring her hand down to her side, resting in mine as I sat next to her bed and started to talk.
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MT, I am really happy to see you posted this chapter. As hard as it was that reading A still in the hospital bed, I am thrilled to hear that you will let her survive. Kallie dating Gemma is a great idea. I laughed too picturing D hitting the guys with the crusty baguette. And “making me into a fat old woman.” I always enjoy the humor that you added in the story. I think I mentioned to you before about the Aerosmith’s song, “Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing.” It kept popping up in my head every time I read D watching A slept. ( http://www.lyrics007.com/Aerosmith%20Lyrics/Don't%20Want%20To%20Miss%20A%20Thing%20Lyrics.html ) In a way, this song added more sadness to the already melancholy situation of A. But thought it was quite appropriate for D’s state of mind. I am impressed by your ability to successfully deliver this most incredibly difficult communication scene. I could totally relate to the frustration A felt. It made my heart sank further when D thought “It meant I had nobody to talk to, and I missed that.” That got to me again. MT, no matter how the show has mistakenly sold Dana Fairbanks short, fortunately there are writers like you who are willing to give Dana a chance for a happy and fulfilling life. Once again, I am touched by you and the rest of the Danish writers for your generosity, time, effort and most of all dedication. I will comment again on “LIF” when I return in March. THANK YOU!!!
Pretty amazing update, it was good seeing Alice getting a bit better. Loved the flashback of the Fairbanks buying their girls a house. Awesome gift. Can’t wait for the next part!
Just fantastic! Still giggling over the image of Dana attacking those men on page 1 with a crusty baguette! I love the deep connection that you are writing about between these two women, thank-you so much for the update
I didn’t think I could get more excited than I was when I saw that you posted. And then I read the author comments and it looks like Ailce is going to pull through. Squee!!! You made my week. So glad your laptop woes have been resolved. I’ve only been in the hospital for extended stays three times and I couldn’t wait to get out. I don’t know how anyone gets rest in there. I’m glad Dana finally got a little sleep. I’m going to throw a crusty baguette in the shed — that made me giggle. It’s great that they figured out a way to communicate and that Alice’s mind is still active. Love all the little touches, as usual: Kallie and Gemma having a date (and both being so cute about it), that Dana was still so conscious of fat content in her food, “That pride’s gonna get the best of you, woman”, “You’re being perverted and I won’t have it” — all the details are excellent! Don’t know why you were worried. How come no one ever bought me a house? ;-D Thank so much, MT! You rock, babe!
this is great and the telling story’s of pasted times is great please post soon I love it
Been quietly following your story and gotta say it’s pretty effin powerful. Although there is sadness, the thought that Alice and Dana and the group have been together through decades is really effin great.