Can you mend my broken heart?

"Hello, Dr. Nelson"

"Good afternoon Mr. Raymond. Come on in."

"How are you doing today Mr. Raymond?"

"Doing all good. So what all tests are to be done today?"

"Some basic ones. Let's go to the MRI room first."

Saying that Dr. Nelson got up and started walking towards the MRI room and asked Raymond to follow him.

After changing into scrubs, as Raymond lay on the MRI bed, and his bed slowly moved in inside, suddenly Dr. Nelson was reminded of his past, of the way his wife Alita was also at the same position where Raymond was lying.

The sudden surge of the wave of memories flooded him and he pressed the communication switch immediately,

"Mr. Raymond. Are you feeling all ok?"

"Yes, I am."

"This is a painless procedure and I guess you have gone through it a couple of times. So please just stay steady for me."

"Sure thing."

Raymond smiled and replied.

"I just hope you detect something, something miraculous that can help me, you know, be a bit normal."

Dr. Nelson heard the chuckle as Raymond spoke, but he knew that intense pain that was deep down in his heart. Then, taking a deep breath, he asked his assistant to start the process.

"We are starting in three, two, one ...."

Looking into the live scan screen, Dr. Nelson compared it with his old MRI report and it looked exactly the same. There were no new lesions or any swelling and that caused a happy smile to spread on his face.

After the process was complete, Raymond returned back to Dr. Nelson's office where the nurse took a couple of vials of his blood sample for further tests. 

"You seem to have gotten used to giving blood samples."

"What?"

"I mean, you didn't even flinch when she injected that needle into you."

Taking a deep breath Raymond said,

"With time, you get used to the pain. Time makes it bearable."

"Does it Mr. Raymond?", Dr. Nelson asked and placed his elbows on his table, placing his chin over his hands and looking deep into his eyes.

Raymond stayed silent for a while and said,

"It doesn't really. But gives you more courage to fight it. You turn more resilient I guess," saying that he looked at him for a while and then asked.

"Anything else that you would be needing Dr. Nelson?"

"I had a few questions that I need to be answered so that I can gauge about your mental health."

"Sure?"

"Since how long you have been on this medication?"

"Ermm... I think they started it the day I woke up and they figured out that I had Acquired Prosopagnosia. The dates and dosage details are all in the records."

"I see, and how diligently have you been taking the medicines?"

"I haven't skipped a day."

"Not even once?"

"Not even once Doctor. The thing is, more than I love my life, I love to be a part of someone's life. Because I had promised that someone that I would be there for her, forever. So I cannot dare to forget to take my medicines."

"I see. I hope that everyone around you is well aware of your issue because in case you aren't able to remember someone and if that kind of causes increased stress for you, then..."

"Yes, I know. The symptoms of Amnesia would intensify and so would that chances of my body getting paralyzed because of the shock."

"I see", Dr. Neslon heard him and stayed silent.

"Actually Dr. Oshana has taught me about every single thing related to the disease. So I take good care to avoid such scenarios, on my phone I have a list of all the people, that I am connected to and I have pictures of them as well. So that helps me to connect the dots and avoid this situation."

"I know that the chances of me getting partial paralysis are increasing week after week and there is no way to contain it as of now, but I am trying my level best to decrease the rate at which it is increasing. So if there is any possible way to stop it or decrease it even further, then I am totally in for it."

Saying that Raymond looked at Dr. Nelson all hopefully.

Dr. Nelson had known Dr. Oshana for the last couple of years just as an acquaintance, but he had no idea of what evil was running inside of her. His heart pained to see a man scarred with fear of the after-effects which he didn't even possess. He had been making himself all rock-solid to face an apocalypse, which was never meant to happen.

So looking straight into his eyes, Dr. Nelson asked,

"Do you want to put trust in my way of treatment?"

"Of course, anything to improve my current state."

"Then stop taking all the medicines."