
The night was getting late, while Salwa who was just siuman was still busy debating her husband who told the truth of himself as an Alzheimer's sufferer.
Salwa as a medical worker, clearly knows what kind of creepy someone who has Alzheimer's is, making him strongly disagree when Fauzi calls himself a person who has Alzheimer's.
He realized that before he had been wrong and confused in understanding time. But now that he was aware and understood time, he was able to distinguish time and as he felt that nothing was missed from his memory. And again, as he knows, Alzheimer's sufferers are not only people who remember declining or difficult to distinguish time, but also those who have difficulty speaking fluently and have difficulty responding to other people's speech. While he is currently, very aware that he has no difficulty in talking and understand what Fauzi said to him earlier.
“Honey, Alzheimer's sufferers are not just forgotten. But they can't even live without the help of others. Everything he saw needed someone to explain to them”
Fauzi was silent for a moment, he himself was confused. In his heart, Fauzi was eager to believe that what happened to Salwa was actually a cure for his wife. Only, he recalled, that until now there has been no case to cure Alzheimer's patients and no drug has been obtained or successfully examined as a drug that can cure Alzheimer's. Although Fauzi was very happy to see Salwa who smoothly told him about their lives in the past, but Fauzi still refrained from being too hopeful, considering before Salwa had indeed realized and remembered some things about his life.
“I was just confused the same time. I don't know because of the accident or delirious until I'm unconscious. But now I know, and again you don't have to explain one by one the same thing I do, right? I don't look like a confused person, do I? I also understand everything you say without you explaining at length. I don't forget about you, our son, our life. I'm not at all that.”
“Pernah” Reply Fauzi briefly.
“Early?” It was Salwa who did not understand what Fauzi was saying.
“Yes, you were once like that dear. You ever forget me, same our son even forget the same yourself”
“A-me??” Ask Salwa to clarify.
“Yes, you love. You can never understand something if I don't explain, you've been confused about all the things you see. In fact, you never realized that you want to pee, until you wet the bed in place”
Salwa was flabbergasted, her eyes opened wide with a surprised expression that she could not hide. Salwa never believed that she had ever experienced such a thing.
“A-me, have I ever been like that?” Salwa asked again to clarify what she heard from her husband.
Fauzi nodded slowly. It would be too painful to go back to remembering that his wife was like that these last few months.
Fauzi recounted everything that had happened in the past few months, and Salwa who listened in disbelief would occasionally have to ask questions to clarify what Fauzi had to say.
Salwa still finds it very difficult to believe what Fauzi is saying. Yes it is natural, how could Salwa believe what Fauzi told her if it was not in her memory.
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Salwa's improved state, made her get permission to leave the hospital. Until Salwa was declared healthy and was discharged from the hospital, Fauzi never contacted their parents. What Fauzi had in mind right now was the hope that what he saw from his current wife was a sign that Salwa would be healed, he said, so Fauzi thought to inform their parents when Salwa finished doing the examination to see how his brain was.
Fauzi and Salwa finally agreed to immediately check Salwa's condition on the previous doctor who treated Salwa as Alzheimer's. Salwa herself is still not convinced that she was ever diagnosed as a sufferer of Alzheimer's.
MRI was also done to see what the current state of Salwa's brain, which had previously begun to shrink due to the disease in his affliction.
While waiting for the results of the MRI that takes approximately one week, to come out. Fauzi brought Salwa home. Salwa was so surprised to find the state of their house filled with sticky notes that contain explanations of daily life and some photos stuck in their house with sticky notes that contain explanations for that photo.
“I-this why? Why are you tasting this so much?” Salwa asked in confusion. “This is for what??”
“This is to train your memory yesterday-yesterday dear. You often stand here and read one by one sticky note, although your reading ability also slowly decreases. All the photos I paste here along with the explanation so you can remember everything” explained Fauzi.
Salwa was so shocked to learn that all of it was made for her.
“A-I actually forgot about things like this? I really could not make time, the type of food and..” Salwa did not continue his words, he was so surprised that he could not believe what happened to his previous life.
Without proof, Salwa still finds it hard to believe that what Fauzi explained to her was the right thing to happen. Salwa is still unsure and even still thinks that Fauzi is making things up.
In Salwa's mind, how could he be like this. Eat well, understand well, understand well everything Fauzi says is true he has Alzheimer's. Because as he knows, that people with Alzheimer's are unlikely to be able to do that and it's clear that no one with Alzheimer's can be cured.
So the possibility that Salwa has in mind at this time, is that Fauzi misunderstood or misjudged his health, considering that he is fine now.
“Just keep forgetting and keep getting worse then die that is in the life choices of Alzheimer's” sufferers Gumam Salwa when looking at the sticky note.
Like a child, he would not be able to believe that the fire was hot, if he had never felt the fire itself. And so it happened to Salwa at this time, he could not believe that it was true that he was a sufferer before getting answers and results of his health checks from doctors all along.
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Fauzi got a call from the doctor who examined Salwa that the results of Salwa's MRI had come out, so Fauzi was asked to come to the hospital immediately to discuss the results met by the doctor.
The doctor began to show the results of MRI tests of Salwa's brain and...
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