Doctor Two-brains Novels & Stories

he continued. “That's what I had thought too, but after she said what she just said I took a closer look. Look at these,” he explained while his fingers roam over the images in his hand. I was in the hospital, in a room where two men I never saw before speaking about me without involving me in the conversation. It felt strange. “What are those?” The young man asked. “Dents. They’re so small, that's how I missed them. Even though they are small they still can cause a big effect on the brain and it's not a good one,” the doctor explained.

"Please, just promise me...together, we keep doing this together...I can't lose you...not again." Dr. Newell cleared his throat. "If it helps, a colleague of mine up in Cleveland's Neurological Clinic specializes in brain memory and it's functions. He's the best in the world. I can send him everything we've gather from your tests and examinations and let him take a look. But it might be several weeks, or even months before he can get back to me." Chrissie nodded and turned to the doctor. "That will be fine. What should I do in the meantime?"

The doctor smiled, “it's fine dear, you need not to apologize. I understand. Olivia nodded. The doctor cleared his throat, and adjusted his rimless glasses, before he began. “I'm sure your mom already told you about her leg.” “Yeah, it's not true right?” Olivia asked, her voice tensed and impatient. The doctor took in a deep breath, before returning his gaze at her and nodded. “It's true dear, the brain tumor affected her cellebrum and wasn't removed on the earlier stage, leading to hemiplegia.”

Josh asked. “What do you think you should do?” Frank asked him. Josh wasn’t sure at all. He was about to decide when his doctor suddenly walked into his room to tell him about his condition. “Hi there, Mr Clinton,” the doctor greeted. “Hello doctor,” Josh responded. “So, your MRI scans just came back and I’m pleased to tell you that you have nothing to worry about because your brain activity is normal and there are no abnormalities in any way,” The doctor said. “That’s great news,” Chris said happily and Frank nodded in agreement.

I stood there all through her examination, I postponed every other task as I waited for the doctor to come out and tell me what is wrong with my wife. When the doctor finally got out, I blocked his path and inquired about her, but he wasn’t forthcoming with the information I needed. He kept trying to butter me up, telling me how the skull is so soft and how we need to be very careful because he sees signs of a traumatic brain injury(TBI).

Dark asked anxiously. The doctor quickly checked the baby’s heartbeat and used the ultrasound machine to examine her carefully. Suddenly, the doctor gasped in shock. “Huh?! Oh my God… is this real?” the doctor said in disbelief. “Why, Doc?” Dark asked nervously. “There’s another baby… I only noticed it now,” the doctor replied, smiling as she showed them the screen. “The second baby was hiding behind the first one. That’s why we didn’t see it earlier. Your body has been adjusting to the presence of two babies inside your womb.”

The steady, rhythmic beep-beep-beep of the heart monitor was the first thing that pulled Gbemisola from the darkness. Her head throbbed with a dull, rhythmic ache, and her eyelids felt as though they had been sealed shut with lead. Slowly, the world began to bleed in—a sterilized white ceiling, the scent of antiseptic, and the mechanical pulse of the machine that proved she was still breathing.

I remember her touching the mirror I had punched after our argument. “What happens in these cases is that the brain is not connected to the body. The body may recognise it, but mind and body do not always go hand in hand. It's person-to-person relative.” I run my hand through my hair, looking at Selena, who seems deep in thought and lost because of my conversation with the doctor, who gives me some more memory tasks and recommendations to pass on to her. “Let's go,” I say once the doctor has no more questions or tests to run.

“Papa Puzzle, why can't you get up? I wish we could play again like we used to.” Zavier sighed, finding it difficult to speak but trying hard to calm his son. “Papa needs time to heal, dear. But I promise, once you feel better, we'll play together again. We can do whatever you want.” “You have a split brain like Joen?” he asked innocently. Hearing that, Zavier couldn't help but laugh and simply replied, “yes, we both had our brains split by Mr. Doctor.” Joen was delighted and grasped Zavier's hand tightly. “Joen knows, we must have the same brain, filled with too many puzzles.”

********************* (Meanwhile, At Swolviski Hospital) (After Austin's limb surgery) Doctor Lewiski: (To Austin) Okay, put your legs down and walk over there slowly (points in the opposite direction) Austin: Okay (he walks over in the opposite direction slowly and spreads out his arms to keep him steady) (A few seconds later) Doctor Lewiski: Good one, you made it, Do you feel pains in your joints? Austin: Yeah, slight pains Doctor Lewiski: It'll subside over time Austin: Okay, what now? Doctor Lewiski: We're moving onto the next and difficult part of your treatment, Your brain treatment Austin: I'm anxious, what if I don't survive this? Doctor Lewiski: You will, Your brain isn't damaged, y