Chapter 2: An Unaware Idiot

The nurse leaves a couple minutes after checking my physical and mental state. She told me I was in perfect health, ignoring the fact I had lost my memories. She confirmed that I had amnesia, and Sincerely apologized. I brushed her apology off with a "It could have been worse" and quite honestly, it could have. I could've had been in a vegetative state, or even worse, brain dead. Freaky to think a car could ruin my life so easily. Stay safe on the roads kids! Look right and left! During my mental spiel over street safety, the nurse, Nurse Tracy as she had told me, said if I needed anything I could always ask then left. I absentmindedly nodded my head before realizing she had already left the room and shut the door... I'm an idiot. I pick up the Tv remote and turn up the volume, flipping through the channels, managing to find the children's channel in under a few taps. It's currently broadcasting Star Kids, a show (rated age 5-10) about three magical kids who can transform their outfits and harness the power of the stars to defeat evil. Apparently I'm easily entertained because 10 minutes into watching the show I'm silently cheering on the trio. Yeah, you go Star-Shimmer! Punch the baddies Star-Boy. I'm left to ponder my own mental age because finding entertainment in a children's cartoon says a lot about my intelligence. I mean, even if magic exists and the laws of science don't apply in the show, you cannot convince me a kid wouldn't want to brag about owning Star-powers. I would've! I would've? How do I know I would? Have I retained minimal memories? It suddenly occurs to me that despite the fact I notice an awful lot of irrelevant things, When I go into my mental tangents I'm practically dead to the world. Now I can see how I got hit by a car. Im totally unaware of my surroundings. I turn my attention back to the show and keep watching for a good 20 minutes. It's getting really interesting right now because the main villain, Count Warus, (The dude looks looks like a giant walrus and I'm starting to think it was on purpose..) captured the Star-kids' best friend and has taken him to the evil lair. Right when the confrontation scene starts, from the corner of my eye I see the doorknob turning. Panic stricken, I fumble the tv remote and smash a combination of numbers desperately trying to hide the fact I'm watching a show for six year olds. As luck would have it, the channel changes just in time for the doctor from before to walk in, Dr. Alder if I remember correctly. I don't know what channel the tv switched to and I don't care, as long as I wasn't caught watching that abomination. However, in the next second I do care because when Dr. Alder's eyes meet the screen his face lights up and shows me a happy look I didn't think he was capable of. "You enjoy Psychology??" He asks in a pleasantly surprised tone. I look to the screen and sure enough, the tv is on the psychiatrist channel. "Yeah I guess" I respond quietly. "That's great!" He exclaims "Too many kids these days overlook psychology , I'd recommend reading some of Albert Bandura's works". I just sit there and nod. After a brief pause he turns serious again "Mr. Finn, I understand you have lost your memories?" He questions. "Yes sir" I say coldly. "My question is to what extent" I stare at him for a moment before reiterating "All of them sir". He too stares and me and I start to wonder if this is a staring contest. "Do you remember your family?". The question hits hard. My family.... do I remember my family? I spiral deeper. Searching what little is in my mind I find nothing. Do I have a family....? A few more moments pass in silence. "No sir" I say coldly, staring into empty space. We stay in this silent bubble for second, maybe a minute, maybe all of eternity. "I'm sorry Finn" Dr. Alder says, breaking the suffocating chord. "We called your family to inform them that your awake and well and have told them about your amnesia and your mother and father are on their way, but I didn't think your memory loss would be to this extent. You'll be staying here for a week more or so" My mind is currently blank, Goodbye thoughts. "Okay" I whisper, clearly absent. Dr. Alder walks towards the door. "One more thing Finn" he says holding the door frame. "If you need anything right now or in the future, just ask. Have a good evening." With that, he walks away, the door closes, and I'm left to think over the conversation we just had by myself, the tv still playing the monotonous voice saying words I can't quite hear.