The heart remembers – 11


By C.E. Pereira

Chapter 11

A week had already gone by and still there was no change in Tamara’s condition. The trauma to her head was the cause of her being in a coma. The doctors didn’t know if she’d come out of the coma and if she did whether there would be brain damage.

Jack and Byron took turns to stay at the hospital to look after Tamara during the night. With the running of the ranch and the traveling to the hospital, by the end of the week they both look like they might keel over from exhaustion.

Jess was at the hospital by six in the morning and left once either Jack or Byron got there in the evening. Even she was feeling the toll of worrying and not enough sleep.

Today, Jess was singing to Tamara trying to calm her down. Tamara had been restless since Byron left for home at six in the morning. It was usual for Tamara to be restless but today she seemed to be more so.

Running her fingers through Tamara’s hair and stroking her hand, Jess sang the songs she used to sing whenever Tamara was scared.

Tamara stop thrashing about and seem to listen to Jess voice. After about an hour she quieten down to a peaceful slumber.

Jess sat silently for a while than began talking softly to Tamara as she had done for the past week.

“It’s a beautiful day Honey. The sun seems to be smiling and there are birds outside your window, chirping away happily.”

“Daniel called last night. He asked me to give you a hug and to kiss both your cheeks. Said he missed you and to tell you to wake up soon.”. Bending down Jess gave Tamara a hug and kissed her cheeks.

Tamara moved a little but that was all. Jess waited but only silence followed her conversation. Still in a soft voice Jess talked, “Come back Honey. You’re a fighter. Swim upwards sweetheart. I’m here, just hold onto me. I won’t let go.”

The only sound was Tamara moaning in her sleep. But Jess didn’t give up she kept up her one-sided conversation with Tamara.

It was after lunch that Jess noticed that Tamara’s eyelids kept fluttering. She pressed the intercom and when the nurse answered, she said, “Get Dr Jacob. I think Tamara is waking up.”.

“Come on Tamara. You can do it. Wake up Honey.” Stroking Tamara’s hand, Jess tried again, “Sweetheart, it’s time to wake up. Jack and Byron will be here soon. We need to comb your hair. You want to look pretty for Byron, don’t you?”

“Sweetie. It’s me Jess. Open those lovely blue eyes for me.”

Jess didn’t realize she had tears pouring down her cheeks. Tamara opened her eyes and looked straight into Jess’ face.

“My head hurts.” Tamara’s voice quivered.

“Welcome back honey. Just hang in there a little while longer. Dr Jacob is on his way,” whispered Jess.

Just then the door opened and a young serious looking man entered. Almost six-four tall, Dr Michael Jacob who in his late thirty’s was the heart-throb of St Joseph’s hospital. Every nurse and female patient at the hospital thought herself in love with Dr Jacob. But the good doctor was still single and seemed to be able to avoid being caught in marriage.

“It’s good to see that our patient is awake.”

“My head hurts. Please, stop the hurting.” Tamara pleaded. She couldn’t remember anything. What was her name? So far no one had called her by name. Who was she? How old was she? The thoughts kept coming fast but she couldn’t remember anything.

The doctor was speaking again. “You were in a riding accident. Your horse spooked and you were thrown. You hit your head against a rock which caused you to be unconscious for a week.”

Still holding Tamara’s hand, Jess said softly, “It’s alright sweetheart. Hold on to me. Don’t be afraid. It’s all right. Shhh.”

“Do you know me? Who are you?” Tamara was beginning to feel the panic rising within her.

“You are Tamara Quinn. I’m Jess McAlaister. I’ve known you since you were a baby.”

“Tamara… It doesn’t sound familiar at all.”

Dr Jacob cleared his throat then said, “What can you remember?”

“I don’t know.”

“The blow to your head was severe. We’ll know more after we’ve run some test.”

“My mind feels empty. Like I’ve lost everything precious.” whispered Tamara.

Tamara looked so lost and small. Jess reached out to hug her but Tamara pulled away.

“I’m sorry.” Tamara whispered. “Doctor, could you give me something for the pain? My head is ready to explode.”

“Sure. Try not to worry or push yourself to think. Your memory will come back.” Dr Jacob said.

“What if I don’t remember at all? I can’t even remember Jess…. I know I should… what if…. if…” The injection Dr Jacob gave was doing its job. In less than five minutes Tamara was asleep.

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Author: cepcarol

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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