Human experimentation in medicine -- Fiction; Suspense fiction
She laughed deep and resonant. "Ally, you have no idea. He started in
with the injections yesterday evening, after you left. When I woke up
this morning, I could remember everything that happened yesterday. I
even remembered why I was in this strange place. Try me. Ask me
something and see if I can remember it. Go ahead. Ask me anything."
"Okay." She thought a moment. It should be something easy. "When was
Dad's birthday?"
"March twelfth." She didn't even hesitate. "You'll have to do better
than that."
"How about my birthday? You couldn't remember it last week."
Nina paused and looked disoriented for a moment. Uh-oh, Ally thought, I
pushed her too hard.
"It was October third." A smile abruptly took over her face, as though
she was experiencing a live breakthrough. "You were born at Roosevelt
Hospital, at three-forty in the afternoon."
"Mom, this is incredible." She was joyously stunned though it felt like
something resembling shock. "It's a miracle."
"Your mother's responsiveness is impressive," Karl Van de Vliet said as
he strode through the open door, startling her. "Ellen will run the
first battery of monitoring tests later this morning. Short-term memory
and the like. But from all appearances, there's been a lot of tissue
regeneration under way overnight."
"Is . . . is this permanent?" Ally asked, not wanting to let herself
get her hopes up too soon. And what is he doing?
"No one can answer that question." He looked at Nina and smiled. "But
this is not some drug regimen to trick the brain's chemistry, Mrs.
Hampton, you have my word. In Alzheimer's, tissue responsible for the
production of certain neurotransmitters dies. What we're doing here is
enabling your brain to regrow healthy, long-lived tissue to replace
what has become damaged and destroyed by an excess of the wrong . . .
Let's just say we're not trying to salvage damaged tissue. We're
actually replacing the dysfunctional tissue in the cortical and
hippocampal regions of the brain, so we're working with the body. And
you're responding wonderfully." He turned back to Ally. "I've got to
get back to the lab now. Come on down when you're ready, and we'll
finish the paperwork."
She started to say she wanted to ask him to linger a moment and answer
a few questions, but before she could, he'd disappeared into the
hallway.
"Ally, I haven't felt this alive in months," Nina bubbled on. "Dr. Vee
did a minor procedure late yesterday afternoon, using local anesthesia.
Then he did something in his laboratory and came back and gave me an
injection. Then there was another one this morning. It's supposed to
continue for a week or two. Ellen said she'll be giving me one of those
little memory tests every day to see if I'm improving, but you know, I
already know I can tell a difference. It's just been overnight, but I
swear some of the haze is already gone."
"I'm so happy for you." Ally felt a surge of joy. Already she was
thinking about some new trips they could take together.
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