but for kristen grindley, each felt like a little miracle. raining at st. luke's, in inpatient really politician facility. videos posted on facebook chronicled her progress. kristen exercising, playing games to strengthen eye hand coordination. simple tasks, but with kristen's injuries, they required grueling efforts. >> you're doing great honey. >> thanks pop, i love you. >> january seems like a cloud lifted off of. her all the sudden, she was asking why am i here. >> now when kristen's searched for the life she had lived, she had only shards of memories seen through a haze. she asked her family for reminders, seeking out treasured pieces of the past. they brought her dog coda to st. lukes for an enthusiastic reunion. there was one part of the past kristen seemed much less excited about, her old boyfriend richard pasma. the lives she had filter him so strongly now seemed to have vanished along with her memory. >> she said yeah, i'm gonna break up with him. >> she kept saying, i need to break up with that dude. finally i said, who are you talk