I'll start the story off from when both of us first met each other. However, I couldn't remember many things those are before I was 16. I was struck by a very high fever when I was 15. My body temperature was recorded to be one of the highest the doctors have ever met, that is 43.5 degree celcius. I was awake but lost conscious for around a week. I have not idea at all what happen within that week as if I were possessed.
I was told by my mum that I scolded the doctor in the clinic when he asked me to get him some urine sample for testing. However what I can remember is a very blur vision of a few seconds of me standing by the door looking into the room where my mum and the doctor were staring at me. Then I went into unconsicous state again. The doctor was shocked not only because I scolded him, but also with my body temperature. He couldn't do much but just gave me 2 tablets of Panadol and asked my mum to send me to the hospital.
The following vision I can remember is in the hospital where a nurse asking me not to move as they are going to scan my head. Then I went black out again. My mum told me after that that I kept shouting for my headache. The good thing is they found no tumor, nothing is wrong with my brain. The bad thing is as they couldn't diagnose the problem, I still have to suffer from this headache once in a while.
When I regain my conscious, I found my hands were tied on the bed and caked with blood. My mum was beside me. I asked her why I was tied. Initially she still thought that my mind was still unclear and just simply answered me until I asked her why I was in the hospital. "Finally regain your conscious?" she asked. Later on I found that everytime nurses tried putting on the dripping syringe on my hand I pulled it off with anger and sometimes with the needle left inside my flesh. They have no choice but to tie me up so I won't struggle anymore.
I lost some of my memory during the fever. I forgot my study, and the exam (PMR) was just around the corner. I can't even remember some of my friends but definitely not her. Nevertheless, the doctor said that I was very lucky that the fever did not leave any irreparable damage on my brain. It's almost a miracle that such a high fever just deleted some part of my memory.