Can Brain Bleeds Heal On Their Own Mga Nobela at Kwento

"What do you mean it wasn't successful?" Yara looked just as stunned. She grabbed the doctor, her voice sharp, demanding the answers I was too afraid to ask. "You can go in and see for yourselves," he said, giving us nothing but a cold response. Yara didn't let go, pushing for more, but it was the assistant doctor who spoke up. "The back of his skull was severely crushed. We repaired the fracture, but the brain hemorrhaging was uncontrollable, with multiple active bleed sites. You should see him now—there's very little time left."

He said that the location of the bleeding was some distance from the brain. It was closer to the skull bone and the bleeding wasn't too severe, but that didn't mean it could be ignored. The fear is that the blood clots that form could press on the brain and cause other illnesses. The point is that Liani will have surgery when her condition is more stable. For the time being, she will only receive medication. In a week, her condition will be checked, and then the operation will be performed. "Does that mean my head will be bald?" asked Liani, who had regained consciousness and was listening to the doctor's explanation.

"Are you her parents?" "Yes. How's she? Is everything fine?" Mom asked while dad put his hand on her shoulder. "She has a head injury and she complained about an extreme headache so we ran the scan. It came fine. There is no sign of internal bleeding and damage. We have bandaged her wound and it stopped bleeding. She has lost some blood but nothing that vitamins and a good diet cannot help to recover. She needs lots of sleep and healthy food in her system" Doctor said. Dad and mom sighed. Eric turned his face probably to hide his tears.

"Her brain scans still show subdued activity but no catastrophic damage. The good news is that there is no sign of stroke or damage. But the longer she remains outdoors, the more concerned we become." "How long?" Max gasped. "Perhaps she just needs a bit more time to heal," I was informed, the doctor looking at me. "Her mind and body have both been exposed to an incredibly massive amount of trauma. Sometimes the mind will simply do itself a favour by shutting down everything except the very bare essentials while it heals itself." "Or what?" I pressed, feeling there was something more. "Or that she won't wake up," he admitted quietly. "Sorry. I wish we were more certain, but traumatic brain i

Shelyn froze instantly. “What do you mean…?” she asked softly. The doctor looked at her. “We found significant trauma in that area. For now, we cannot determine the long-term impact.” Shelyn closed her eyes for a moment. Her chest felt tight. “But the most critical is his brain condition,” the doctor continued. “He has a hemorrhage.” Shelyn immediately opened her eyes again. “How severe is it, Doctor?” The doctor was silent for a moment, then said softly, “The chances of regaining consciousness… are very small.”

The doctor swallowed, then fixed the rims of his glasses on the bridge of his nose before looking at the of in his hands. “She has a subdural hematoma. It is a type of brain bleeding that occurs between the dura mater and the brain itself. She seems to have hit her head hard, twice, which worsened the state of the blood clot in the brain. We will need to have her under our watch. If the clot doesn’t go down on its own in the next 72 hours, she’ll need an open skull surgery.” He paused, and I was fucking thankful because every word he said felt like a rusted spear was piercing right through my heart over and fucking over again.

Weekly monitoring for the brain bleed. We waited three hours for results. Dr. Chen finally appeared. "The bleed is stable. Not better, not worse. Holding at grade two." "That's good?" Marcus asked. "That's neutral. We want to see improvement. But stable is better than worsening." "How long until we know if it's resolving?" "Could be weeks. Could be months. We'll keep monitoring." More waiting. --- That evening, I stayed late. Marcus had gone home. Shower. Sleep. Real food.

This child has a brain bleed in an area that we cannot easily access through modern medicine. We are at risk of causing more damage if we were to operate than if leave him and hope it heals on its own. With the cause of the injury, I know his ability to self-heal is restricted. He is too young to have his wolf heal him. I look at the nurse momentarily and ask her to leave me for a few minutes as I consider the healing options.

“Not until we figure out if you have any internal bleeding. I’m sorry, Princess.” I’d been half expecting this answer, so I wasn’t surprised. I was wheeled into the results room and watched Healer Angela pour over the images coming through. Finally, she turned to me with a sigh. “You have a traumatic brain injury for sure, but you don’t have an active brain bleed, which is a relief. The rest of your body is bettered but manageable. The goal right now is to clean you up.” “How long is it going to be until I’m alright again?” I asked through a yawn.

Isla quickly explained, "Uncle, you can't say that. According to Cynthia's injury, if she doesn't have an operation to clean up the blood clot in her brain, there is no possibility of recovery. After the operation, although she is not immediately out of danger, at least there is a glimmer of hope for her..." It was rare for the doctor to hear such fair words, so he added, "The injury is very serious, and the brain is also injured. There are too many variables. Whether it is medicine or surgery, we have done to the extreme, and nothing went wrong. But whether she can survive this ordeal is not only related to her resistance and willpower. The resistance is easy to understand, for example, a c