Liebchenmutti
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Last night I was thinking about when Juan was cross-examining Jodi and asked her if her senses were "heightened" during the murder, because typically that is what people experience when feeling threatened. Of course, she stated she had no memory WHATSOEVER.
I used to work in a drug store that was robbed at closing by two armed men in wigs - three of my co-workers, myself and two customers were terrorized with threats and other verbal abuse for 45 minutes while we gathered drugs, hypodermic needles, the cash register contents, watches and jewelry. We were ultimately tied up on our stomachs in the stock room after the phones were ripped out of the walls (no cell phones back then).
My point is - this was over 30 years ago - and I remember ALL of it to this day. I even remember specifically word for word some of the threats while a gun was held to a customer's head, which one of us got what items in the store for the armed men, what I was wearing, what I was called, what the two customers who were caught up in it looked and acted like, the second the robbery was brought to our attention and how (I worked back in the pharmacy). I can give a complete narrative minute by minute all the way up to finally walking out that door several hours later.
I know exactly what Juan was getting at, and I do believe Jodi remembers every second of it, except possibly the couple of minutes when her rage and panic got the better of her and the actual stabbing began and Travis just wouldn't die.
Sorry for the long post. This is what I think about when I can't sleep. The trial. I will be glad when this trial is over. LOL.
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Wow. I'm glad you lived to tell about that one. That is just awful.
I was kidnapped when I was 13 years old, and I told my husband the other day that my story and descriptors of the event have not changed at all since it happened in 1983. I remember things being in slow motion, my thinking became crystal clear and I remember being able to size up the man driving the car as being too big for me to fight, I had a certainty that he was going to rape and kill me, I couldn't open the door to jump out since we were on a rural highway road in winter in Minnesota. He grabbed my upper leg/crotch area and started laughing. I hit him with my fist & told him not to touch me again. He began to panic, and I then knew with certainty that I had to calm him down so he would let me out. He kept saying "you're just going to call the police"--long story short, he stopped the car and I ran for about 5 miles on pure adrenalin until I got home.
You don't have memory loss unless you sustained a head injury during the incident, or if you are a soldier on a battlefield.