I was in the hospital for my cancer. I heard voices. But who did they belong to? "She has amnesia,..." "What!!" I scream. If there is one thing I hate it is amnesia. Again. Why again? Why me? Too many questions. I saw a woman run in, im guessing was my mom. She ran over and tried to comfort me. But, it is hard to be comfortable when you have needles In your arms and tubes up your nose. "Not again" I whisper.All Rights Reserved