Chapter 82. [Memory And Forgetting]

I can’t get low-dose pills! Wait, I can’t do that!

Oh, shit!

That’s why you asked about migraines!

But my migraine isn’t the same thing as a headache.

That’s a fantasy story, it has nothing to do with this case!

“So…”

“No, no, doctor. I don’t even think I have a headache!”

I said, interrupting the doctor’s words.

I have to do something to change this trend!

“How about you, mother? Take this opportunity to have your daughter undergo a formal examination. If there is no problem, I could give her the medicine without any worries.”

“Yes, by all means! She’s been doing that a lot lately…”

It didn’t work.

I ended up getting my head examined.

***

“Ugh, it’s so hard, it’s so hard!”

“You deserve it. Well, you fall all the time, so this is a good opportunity for you.”

I was given a referral letter and sent to a neurologist for a checkup.

Wow, that was a hassle.

However, it would just be a quick chat anyway.

I’ll get a certificate of no problem and a prescription for a low-dose pill.

I wanted to be released from this pain as soon as possible.

I’m trying to fool myself by watching VTuber videos, but what is painful is painful.

The double punch of my ability going out of control was indeed hard.

I feel like my head is barely spinning these days.

“Yes, what’s your name? You’re Iroha-chan. Welcome. What kind of symptoms did you come to see me for today?”

I wanted to answer, “Nothing in particular!”.

But when I found a letter of introduction beside her, I gave up and told her about my symptoms.

I didn’t even want to expend the effort to think of a lie right now.

“Hmmm…hmmm….”

I explained my symptoms, interspersing questions from the doctor in between.

Gradually, the doctor’s expression turns grim, and finally, he says, “I’m going to have some CT scans.”

“Would you like me to do a little CT scan?”

“A CT scan?”

“Yes. I’d like to take some pictures of your brain. Don’t worry, it won’t take long.”

What? Did I make a mistake!?

But before I could say no, my mom said, “Yes, please.”.

The examination proceeded in the blink of an eye.

When the CT scan was over, the doctor again looked at the results with a grim face.

“… Iroha-chan, let’s have an MRI and MRA scan of your brain later, shall we?”

“!!!?!??? Well, why is that?”

“MRI is the same as CT, to take pictures of your brain. The difference is that MRA is used to take pictures of blood vessels, not the brain itself.

No, no, not “What is that?”!

I mean, “Why do you need to do such a detailed examination?”.

“How about you, mother? It will cost a little more.”

“Please! Please do a thorough investigation!”

“What?

I was finally released after being subjected to further blood tests and a sort of oral test that day.

***

Then we went back to the hospital for another appointment. I had given up on resisting and just went along with what they were doing to me.

After a long time, the examination was finally over.

The CT took only a few seconds.

After the nurse took care of me for a while, I came to the examination room.

Did you find out anything? The doctor asked me.

“Iroha-chan, your mother told me you have been feeling a little different lately.

“What? What do you mean?

“Yes. For example, you seem to be very forgetful.

“…? No, nothing in particular?”

I searched my memory, but nothing came to mind.

Why is she asking me that out of the blue?

I had a good grasp of the VTuber’s memorial delivery schedule, which was not a problem.

My memory is so good in the language area that I am having trouble with it.

However, my mom put a “Wait and see.” in my response.

Her expression was strangely hard.

“What are you talking about? It happens all the time.”

“Oh? Is that so?”

“Yes, it is. You couldn’t even remember the name of the cat you lived with for two weeks.

“What?”

Well, now that you put it that way.

It didn’t bother me, so I didn’t notice.

It’s not only cats’ names. But people’s names too.

I don’t remember the name of the boy who confessed to me, although he seemed to have said it many times.

“But that means I can’t remember what you’re not interested in, right? Or perhaps it was my fault that I didn’t want to remember. I remember everything important to me.”

I remember the VTuber’s name, the anniversary, and the opening lines.

By the way, the lyrics to the original song, including the dialogue parts, are all perfect!

But sadly. A lot of them aren’t registered for karaoke.

I can’t sing it, so it doesn’t matter.

“Oh well. Iroha-chan, listen to me carefully.”

The doctor’s serious expression makes me straighten my back, too.

Nodding, the doctor slowly tells me.

“We found an abnormality in your brain that appears to be vascular in origin.”