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Lest I Forget (9)
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“I’m just kidding, Al. It’s okay. If you want to be awake, be awake. I’m sorry I wasn’t in here with you, you must be bored.” She made a sound and blinked twice. “You’re not bored? That’s a feat.” She sighed and blinked twice again, and I realized she was trying to move her arm.
“Hey, take it easy. Don’t try to move too fast or too much, okay?” She just looked at me, and I shrugged, deciding to let her try.
She did a hell of a lot better than I would have expected. It took her awhile to get enough control on her arm to move it at all, but eventually she was able to move it a little bit. She looked pretty frustrated, and I wracked my brain trying to think of a way to help her. Eventually, I gave up since there could have been a million different things she wanted, and I took her hand and sat down. She moved her hand in mine a lot more forcefully than she had before, and I loosened my grip on it. After a little bit I felt her fingers pressing into my palm. Figuring she just didn’t have the control she needed to hold my hand, I went to thread our fingers together, but she blinked “no” at me, so I shrugged and sat back.
I don’t know why it suddenly dawned on me, and when it did I sat bolt upright in the chair, startling Alice. “Wait, do you want my hand? Is that it?” I asked. She looked like she was trying to smile again, but she blinked “no.” I shook my head in frustration and sat back a little. She made some kind of noise at me and I felt pressure on my palm from her fingers. “Do you want…your hand?” I asked, wondering if I was even close. And if I was, I had no fucking clue as to what she wanted to do with her hand.
She blinked “yes” at me, and for some weird reason it made my day. Still, I felt like I had to warn her. “Baby, you don’t really have control of it. We might be doing this all day and night and I don’t want you to get worn out, okay?” I said as gently as possible. “I’m really happy you want to do stuff, but you have to take it easy, Al. At least for now…” She made what I took to be a sound of annoyance and blinked “no” at me several times. I sighed.
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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.