Aaliyah was really pleased at how well Jameel was doing. His physiotherapists were really pleased at his progress. Aaliyah would always bring the children in, that always brought a smile to Jameels face. The children loved seeing Jameel and playing with him. It made Aaliyah happy too. She had prayed so hard for this. She still hadn't gone to see him yet. She had waited, because of what the doctor had said. She wanted to see if there was any lasting damage. So far, everything looked ok.
Aaliyah composed herself and went over. "Hello." Jameel looked at her. "Hello. I always see you sat in the corner. Are you the children's childminder? Where is my wife? Aaliyah couldn't believe what she was hearing. He had forgotten her, his own wife, his latte. Aaliyah ran out of the room crying, and went to the bathroom and screamed her heart out. How could Jameel have forgotten her? What about all their years, spent together, their memories? Had he forgotten those as Well?
Aaliyah went to see the doctor. "He remembers everything, except me. What do I do? How do I get him to remember? I can't lose my husband." "I did warn you there'd be some changes in him."
