Healthy Heart Healthy Brain Novels & Stories

Her mother was placed in another room. When she entered the room, her knees gave way. Her brother lay still on the bed — a bandage wrapped gently around his head, wires and tubes connecting him to machines that beeped quietly beside him. The doctor had said he’d sustained a traumatic brain injury and was in a medically induced coma to help his brain rest. His skin was pale, his breathing soft but steady with the help of an oxygen tube.

Delis said. "So which way is that..?" Rehab asked. "You love your mother so well right?" Delis asked as Rehab nodded. "And she is everything you have, your first and last right?" Delis asked and Rehab nods. "Fine! donate your kidney to your mum and I will use my money to build a new home" "And that will give everyone a cool mind," Delis said as Rehab reacted madly. "Waaat! I should donate my kidney to her?" Rehab asked. "Not to her, but to your lovely mum" Delis responded.

“If that’s what you think, Miss Genius, but FYI, our brain is more stupid than our heart.” I chuckled, looking up at the sky as I wondered what would make my heart do to make my brain stop from doing right.

Rosco asked as he helped Derek back up onto the bed. “It wont work. Slow the heart to much and the body shuts down. It doesn’t take much slowing down for the brain to relax. Just the slightest amount. The heart would need to much to have the same affect which in the end would kill her.” Dominic said. “This has been tried and proven it doesn’t work.”

I didn't have a salary, talkless of money, to buy a heart. My head…my head's spinning, I can't breathe, I need

"Yes, Aella. You are my heartbeat. How can one survive without a heart?" "I love you Ace; I love the way you love Mia. You are such a good father." "I love you too Aella, and thank you for giving me, Mia" "Well, that explains why I ended up with baby number two." I laugh, kissing my wife. "Let me show you how much I have missed you." She is mine, she is my heartbeat, and as long as my heart keeps beating, I will know that she is mine. And at that moment, surrounded by Aella's smile and love, I knew strongly that our love would outlast even the setting sun.

Alexander watched as the doctor's expression changed, causing a sense of unease to wash over him. "I have both good and bad news," Doctor Clemson began, but before he could continue, Alexander interrupted. "Please, just tell me the bad news first," he demanded. Taking a deep breath, Doctor Clemson hesitated before finally revealing the devastating news. "The results show that due to the accident, the victim has developed Dissociative amnesia. Which was caused by a blow to her brain during the impact." Alexander's heart sank as he struggled to understand the medical jargon. "What does that mean, Doctor? Please, explain it to me in simpler terms."

I suddenly inquired, can’t sweep him away from my mind. “Look, the brain and heart are totally two different things. It is your heart that loved him but your head can’t remember him. So, your feeling for him that exists before still there in your heart. The accident that made you hit your head doesn't cause your heart to has any malfunction. It only proved that you still love him, but you try to argue about the fact because your head failed to convince you since you lose the pieces of memory with him. Can you understand what I tried to say?”

Love is the answer to world problems because it reduces cortisol, the stress hormone, which alters brain architecture for the better. Lower stress and fear is the answer to world problems because it heals the brain to a better architecture and enhances the ability for love and nurture. Creating conditions for the healing of the brain is the answer to world problems because healed people soothe others, reducing cortisol and spread more love. Start in faith, science or humanity - the answer stays the same.

“The codes is trying to gain access into the bio-electric echoes of Ollie’s pre-frontal cortex. The starved stage of his first overdose has been reached.” “I hope he can handle the surge because the readings here looked strange”, Lucas asked in a low dominant tone. “According to Zack’s math and theory, the heart as he wrote in his paper acts as the buffer,” I answered in a calm tone. “As long as the regenerative cultures created is still working, then the brain will handle such influx sent from this machine.”