Amnesia, in real life as in movies.

The normal questions that one asks oneself would be:
What if I died the next day?
What would I regret to not have done in my lifetime?

Okay, these questions are kind of morbid when you think of them
but they help motivate people to live life to the fullest.

Just like how Britney and Sam got married
in one of the Glee episodes because they thought that
the world was coming to an end since the Mayan calendar said so
and that everyone was going to die.

Just joking.
One should still suppress the crazy urge to attempt everything
and stop at nothing at all because
keeping all your eggs in one basket
is a risky and irrational thing to do.
Except during exceptional times.

The not-so-normal question that I have encountered recently is:
What if I woke up to find myself in a far away country to
be informed that I have lost part of my memory,
with the damage incurred by certain parts of my brain
still left un-diagnosed,
and that my life has been fast forwarded by three years?

Let's say that I got stranded in a hospital in Heatstrokeland
and all that I remember is that
I am supposed to be doing my A-levels
in Foodieland with a bunch of crazy classmates,
How would I react to my bizarre situation?

What if:
(1) All of the visitors who drop by my hospital room
say that they are my friends but seem like strangers to me.

(2) I miss home but the doctors say that
I need to be hospitalized for further medical investigations.

(3) I need my family because I recognize no one else
but they just are not able to come to my immediate rescue
because there are no flights available.

(4) People tell me that I have a boyfriend and that
I am being sponsored for my studies
but I cannot recall a single thing
because my dead neurons refuse to come back to life.

And the list of worries goes on and on.

I have come to a conclusion that despite my confusion and fear,
and my large Bambi eyes
that may constantly glitter with tears of frustration
hidden by my overtly large spectacles besides me
showing symptoms of continuous edginess due to unsettled nerves,
if I ever happen to have amnesia in my lifetime; I would:

(1) Go with the flow and attempt to take things one at a time.

(2) Understand bits of my life that sound alien to me.

(3) Know that this might be God's way of
giving me a second chance in life.
(What if the future me sacrificed relationships
because I turned into a self-indulgent, selfish workaholic
with only a materialistic notion of success planted in my brain?)

(4) And cry very loudly to prevent myself from going crazy
at the very thought of piecing my life back together,
with or without help from others;
because familiar faces would have moved on with their lives
and strange people are the only ones who are left close by.

Note of caution to self:
Do not ever try to knock yourself real hard on your head
with a baseball bat to remove a blood clot that is preventing
the resurfacing of lost memories as shown in TV series.
A living person might turn into a veggie or die off pretty easily.