Where I Stood Waiting

Summary

Five years into therapy, my doctor pushed a consent form across the desk.

"Electroconvulsive therapy is the most effective treatment available. But there's a strong chance you'll lose a significant portion of your memories."

I stared at the form for a long moment, then picked up the phone and called my wife, Celeste Kendrick. As always, the call was routed to her company's front desk. "I'm sorry, Mr. Hartley. Ms. Kendrick is in a meeting."

The receptionist's response was brief and professional. The whole exchange lasted less than three seconds.