I’ve been reading the book What Alice Forgot as part of Peanut Butter Fingers’ book club. The story is about a woman who falls and hits her head while exercising and loses the last ten years of her life including all memory of her three children and her impending divorce. I thought, what would happen if I fell over and lost the last ten years of memories?
I’d wake up in my basement having no idea where I was. Probably yell out for help. Hopefully Bryan would be sleeping on the couch and come in to see what the fuss was. I’d start crying and ask him who he was and why he kidnapped me while catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I’d scream and wonder how long I was out and why my kidnapper didn’t feed me. Golly I lost a lot of weight, but look pretty good for someone malnourished.
Bryan would explain that he isn’t my kidnapper, but my husband. Pretty surprising considering I’ve never even been on a date. He’d conclude I must have hit my head while exercising, which is also surprising because why on earth would I exercise voluntarily. He’d call 911 and the paramedics would take me to the nearest hospital.
My parents would rush over and would confirm that Bryan is indeed my husband, but that I could go home with them if I wanted. They’d show me pictures of my wedding and I’d be pretty happy with my dress (and my figure) and well as my choice of bridesmaids. Except the one, who’s she?
At some point someone would notify work and everyone would be calling and texting me. OMG my phone is so cool! I work at AT&T?? Nice! Of course I have a cool phone. I’m a Programmer? Well, that’s not news. I still blog at silvercpu? Somethings never change….