Change Your Brain Everyday Novels & Stories

she asked and Lucien also listened keenly to know why . " Well it's your taste buds that detected that not your brain . Although your taste buds and your brain works together , it has no connection with today's event " he said and Lucia nodded . " So relax you are a strong lady . You are surely getting your memories back. I know how it feels to forget important stuffs talk more of forgetting your whole life just to start afresh . Take it easy on yourself . Exercise , fruits and good food would also aid the healing faster as they work on your brain " he explained and Lucia nodded taking all the important details in .

Eric started to explain, in between bites of his third helping. “At first it will take a lot of concentration and you’ll have to clear your mind, but in time after you mastered the ability, you will be able to do it effortlessly. Like I mentioned earlier, it may take a week or more, but it is something you can practice in your spare time and we can even work more on it every day. You can practice by trying to connect with me, so you aren’t disturbing anyone else. When someone is trying to connect with you, you will feel a light pressure at the frontal lobe of your brain.”

Suzy asked. "No. Go to your home and take good care of your brain. I think your brain cells are damaging day by day. Eat some peanuts. It's helpful."Shawn said sarcastically before closing the door. This girl annoyed him a lot. He has to get rid of this as soon as possible.

“Have courage. It’s going to be difficult and we need you to do some exercises. Are you familiar with neuroplasticity?” I shook my head. “It’s rewiring your brain. In simple terms, you’re going to teach your mind to look at memories from a different perspective. I’m not going to be some positivity schmuck out there preaching that this will solve all your issues. But it’s a logical step forward.” “How can I do it? I can barely function, doc.” “Are you taking your pills?” “Yes.” “Consistently?” My non-response was answer enough. “Fine, to monitor you I would hand it to you whenever you step inside the office. If you want to act like a child, I’ll treat you like one.”

Chapter 11 The sun was up in the sky when I woke up the next day. Since I had nothing to do for the day, I took my time getting out of bed and crawling my way into the bathroom to brush my teeth and take a quick shower before hitting the gym. I stared at myself in the mirror and sigh at plain Jane staring right back at me. Every day, I am reminded I am nothing without my smart brain. That was the only appealing part of me. Except that isn't true…

She giggled with her hands clenched together "Well that's because I need to reset your brain for the day. You can't use the sense of yesterday for today, so I'm helping you" I stared at her with confusion written all over my face. If I get what she's saying correctly, she slaps me every morning to reset my brain? Like my brain wasn't set? With anger, I asked "Are you saying that my brain wasn't set properly, Helen?" I saw her nod with lips pressed together "Exactly! You are understanding me and that because I just reset it for the day" I growled at her before rushing her before she could run away. I dragged her to the bed and sat on her belly.

Third POV. They nodded their heads, making Boston sigh in relief. “Next you need to break through the brain, get into my brain, and imagine the different scenes in my mind. After that, concentrate on what you want to see, the day on which what you want happened, where it took place, and how the surroundings. Was there noise or not? After concentrating on that, now stop imagining the different images in my mind and concentrate on what is on my mind. You will see different things. Everything that happened in my life from the day I was born till the day, will all fall on each other making the sight to be blur but concentrate on the images. One at a time but at speed.”

"Can clouds make you better?" "Smart question. No, clouds cannot make you better. But learning to watch your thoughts instead of believing every thought you think—this can change how your brain talks to your body. And the brain and the immune system, they have a telephone connection. They are always talking to each other. If the brain is always yelling 'DANGER! DANGER!' then the immune system thinks it needs to fight all the time." "What about the inflammation that's already present? The damage that's already done?"Ethan asked.

Otherwise, I’m going to go crazy searching the web for information until I convince myself that I have a brain tumor. Forcing steady, even breaths into my lungs I settle back against the pillows. It’s probably nothing, anyway, plus I won't get anywhere on a Sunday afternoon. Not unless I want to go to the ER, and that’s not worth the money or explanation. I try to focus on the documentary, yet no amount of trying gets the thoughts to go away. My brain is like a tilt-a-whirl, spinning around and around. How can I have a hundred different scenarios running through my head all at once?

No more wondering if tomorrow would take everything away again. Callan threw himself into designing our new life with quiet determination. He set up a home gym with modified equipment that accommodated my limitations. He researched seizure-first-aid protocols and made sure every room had clear pathways. He even started cooking more, experimenting with anti-inflammatory recipes that might help my brain chemistry.