Romans & histoires Apakah Orang Pingsan Bisa Mendengar

He was no different from dead. But for him to be conscious... Suzie asked hesitatingly, "You mean....he could hear us?" "There are cases when comatose patients could hear their surroundings. However, those patients who could hear have a similar hearing when one is submerged in water. They would only hear blurry noises occasionally." This was a big shock to Suzie.

‎I tried to lift my head, but it felt impossibly heavy. ‎Through my fading sight, I saw a figure standing over me. ‎The person was saying something. ‎Their lips were moving. ‎But I couldn't hear the words. ‎A loud buzzing filled my ears, drowning out everything else. ‎I blinked repeatedly, trying to stay conscious. ‎Trying to see. ‎Trying to understand. ‎But the darkness kept closing in. ‎A few seconds later, everything went black. ‎And I lost consciousness. ‎

I passed out. "Cupcake?" I heard someone say from a distance. "Open your eyes of you can hear me" My eyes were sealed shut, my body felt numb and the only thing I could hear was the beeps and the faint sound of a familiar voice. I didn't feel so sleepy but I was so tired, I couldn't move a muscle. It was like my body was paralyzed, the only difference was that I could feel what was around me. I just couldn't move any part of my body.

It felt as if the entire sky had come crashing down. Larissa's head throbbed as if struck by a heavy object, leaving her feeling dizzy and slightly sore. The only sound she could hear was a continuous buzzing in her ears, and her vision gradually became blurred. Suddenly, everything went black, and she lost consciousness completely.

No, not talking, humming. “… ight… o…” Jai tried to listen again to what they were saying, but his hearing was just… None. He couldn’t hear anything more than those unknown voices mumbling something. Everything was incoherent and gibberish. It was like he was underwater and these people were talking on the surface. He tried opening his eyelids, but he found out that he couldn’t. They felt heavy, and not only them. His hands, his feet, his head… Every inch of his body felt heavy and weak.

Her ears ring painfully as she begins to feel faint, collapsing to the floor. Searing, white-hot pain envelops her as everything fades to black, amid the shrill screams and piercing ringing in her ears.

I try to find something I can use to help me, but I pass out again. I wake up to faint lights and voices all around me. I can feel myself moving. The ground is not as hard as before. I stretch my hand, gripping someone beside me. Oh my God! What is happening? I feel something irritating in my nose. I reach for it and pull it out. I wish that I could see or hear. Someone puts what feels like a cup over my mouth. I am scared. I finally hear sirens followed by bright lights before I pass out again. Is this it?

At this point I was panicking, I couldn't see or hear clearly and my face was going numb. I felt myself fall backwards like I was in slow motion and before I lost consciousness the last thing I heard was a scream. And then I blacked out.

Aware of her body being heavy and still, warm and somehow relaxed, as nausea swirled and her head thumped so painfully she couldn’t move properly. “Linlin?” She mumbled with effort, woozy and disorientated and reaching out to feel out her friend beside her. “Are you okay?” Knowing the crash would have hurt her too. Only she found she wasn’t sitting forward at all but lying down and flat on her back and there was a hum of noise gently pulsating around her while her hand paused in midair finding nothing close. Confusion rising as she turned her head and forced her eyes open properly.

“You… you heard that?” “Yes,” she said faintly. “Every word.” He scratched the back of his neck nervously. “I—uh—I didn’t know people in comas could hear anything.” Mrs. Morgan smiled gently. “Oh, but they can,” she said. “Studies have shown that coma patients can sometimes hear voices and feel presence. Their minds record everything even when their bodies can’t respond.” Roman sighed, shaking his head with a smile. “Well… guess I owe you a proper explanation then,” he muttered, embarrassed.