Oy.I'm sorry,Mom.Hey.But you're the very fruit of the love between me and your father there...I suppose you're still disoriented since you're recovering from your fever.Okay...You're my beloved child, conceived by me and your father as we laid entwined in an acrobatic position.Yet I am still unmistakably your mother!Call me "mom", please! I don't care even if you don't mean it!!You've lost the memories of me being your mother due to the fever!!She bought it!?