UNCLE : Are you awake?
I managed to move although I was very weak and my muscles, stiff from the long unconsciousness my body had suffered.
In a few hours as I regained the abilities to move, a nurse helped me sit leaning to the inclined bed and I noticed that she wasn't Korean. I felt my head heavier and captive only to feel a hard plaster wrapped around when I tried to touch it.
UNCLE : Can you recognize me?
ME : (-raw voice-) Why are you asking that Uncle? Of course, I remember you.
UNCLE : (-smiles-) How do you feel now?
ME : (-slight nod-) Good. My head hurts a little. But, for how long was I unconscious?
UNCLE : Almost 3 months now. You had a serious head injury. (-upset-)
ME : Ah, is it? But, what happened? Why are you sad?
UNCLE : We couldn't save your child.
ME : (-confused-) My child? I had a child?
UNCLE : (-looking up at me with wide eyes-) Don't you remember?
Before I could say anything, someone interrupted us as he entered the room. A well built figure having a foreign touch to his ethnicity, who wore a noticeable white coat with innumerable pens tucked in its chest pocket. A Doctor, I could discern as he walked to me with his hands burried in his coat pockets.
DOCTOR : I am Dr. Mike. The one in charge of you. Are you sore anywhere?
ME : My head hurts a little but I am unable follow what my Uncle is saying. I don't remember such a thing.
Dr. MIKE : (-casually checking my vitals-) Well, I guess it was right. You don't remember anything because you probably had a memory loss which may come back in a few days or may never do. Can you tell me, what is the last thing you remember happening?
I thought hard and my head instantly started to hurt even more as I pressurised my brain to recall. Though the pain never stopped, I remembered something.
ME : I had breakfast with Uncle at home as usual and was leaving for the school where I work. (-looking up at the doctor with teary eyes-) But, I can't remember anything after that. It's just so vague. (-freaking out-) What's happening to me?!
Dr. MIKE : Please, calm down. It's alright. (-slight pause-) Don't stress your brain. It's all gonna be fine. (-in a calm tone-) Does your head hurt really bad?
I nodded slightly trying to contain my tears and he instructed the nurse accordingly.
Dr. MIKE : (-caringly-) Don't stress or panic about anything. Everything's fine. I have given you an analgesic for the pain. You will be just fine.
ME : (-nods assured-) Thank you, Doctor.
Dr. MIKE : (-smiles-) No problem. Now, rest well.
He left making sure I was fine and the nurse handed me the medicine he prescribed me earlier. I calmed down as my headache gradually started to fade.
ME : Uncle Jang. Where are we? This isn't Korea, right?
I saw him lost in his thoughts so, I asked him again gaining his attention this time.
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