Alejandra Marin
Joined May 2022
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So what remains?
My great-grandmother was born in 1924. I sit in a chair in my amnesic patient’s room. She can no longer remember who she was, but she remembers a hamburger joint somewhere near her Virginia house. So, we, her husband and I, spend half the night talking about burgers and the consistency of the burger places we each have visited throughout the years. He goes to sleep on a chair next to her hospital bed where she lays still and unbothered, like an Egyptian mummy. We turn all lights out and I’m left alone with my thoughts in the squeaky, honestly most uncomfortable chair I have ever sat on.
By Alejandra Marin2 years ago in Families