Kepala Pusing Dan Mata Terasa Berat Novels & Stories

As his vision began to form kaleidoscopic images, his head began to feel heavy. "What’s wrong, baby? Are you feeling sick?” Before his entire vision went black, he overheard her say something in an irritating laugh.

Milana My head is spinning and I'm literally seeing double as I stare at the ceilings. It's Saturday and I'm supposed to be on my way home, but I can't move. I feel so fucking weak and I'm running temperature. My whole body feels like it's on fire and I can't move an inch.

I touched it and felt a terrible throb that made me audibly wince. "Are you injured too?" Minerva's father got up from his seat and looked at the spot on my head where I had my hand. "I don't know," I replied, feeling disoriented. "You have a bruise." My eyelids began to feel heavier than they already were. I couldn't keep them open without having to force them open to stay awake. My head started spinning, so much so that I felt a slight wave of nausea. I placed a hand on my forehead to try to stay calm. I felt sharp pains every minute, making me wince, and my vision began to blur, and I couldn't hear everything clearly.

The world around me feels unbalanced. My head pounds, and it strays up and down as I try to bring my body alive. I feel groggy. The last memory in my mind, clouded like a dream. There is a powerful throbbing in my skull and a stinging sensation running throughout my body, lighting my veins on fire. I want to yell at the pain but all of my energy is drained. I can’t seem to catch my breath. I find myself panicking more. Not only am I disoriented, but when I open my eyes, I see nothing but darkness.

The morning sun, usually a gentle balm, felt like a harsh, unwelcome glare through Evelyn’s curtains. She stirred, a wave of nausea washing over her, churning her stomach with unsettling ferocity. Her head throbbed, a dull, insistent drumbeat behind her eyes, and her limbs felt strangely heavy, leaden. She pushed herself up, a groan escaping her lips as the room spun momentarily. Just a little lightheaded, she tried to convince herself, a bad night's sleep. But she knew it was more.

My ears started to buzz, and my head felt like it was expanding, dark spots pressed in on the sides of my vision until it felt like I was looking through a foggy tunnel. My head began to ache before I slowly collapsed to the ground.

The third day, I started to feel something I hated—uneasy. And then I started feeling like shit. At first, I thought it was just exhaustion. A headache. A little dizziness from skipping meals because I’d been too damn busy at the office. But as the hours stretched on, the pounding behind my eyes worsened, my limbs felt heavier, and even focusing on paperwork became a struggle.

the fat woman asked. Lorraine looked at the man and asked, "Have you been having frequent headaches lately?" "Yes." "It hurt like a needle prick." "Yes, it was really painful. I even took painkillers, but they didn't work either," the man nodded. "Tinnitus, dizziness, blurred vision, do you have any of these?" I had tinnitus, I also had dizziness, and my vision was a bit blurry, sometimes things appeared double. "I used to feel nauseous, but couldn't vomit."

Edeline I was jolted awake by a relentless pounding in my head. It felt like a drumbeat, syncing with the rush of blood through my veins. The pain was intense, making it hard to keep my eyes shut as I wished for some kind of relief. I tried to shift onto my side, hoping to escape the throbbing sensation, but the sunlight streaming through the window made things worse. It pierced through my eyelids, adding to my discomfort and making my brain feel foggy. I was on the edge of screaming from the agony.

Cold and of dampness smelling air fill my nostrils while my hazed mind is trying to come to senses. Something seems wrong, but I’m unable to make out what it is. My limbs feel heavy and cold. A cold breeze causes me to shiver and goosebumps to rise all over my body. I try to open my eyes, but they seem so unbelievably heavy. It’s as if I’m in a state between being awake and sleeping and yet different. Something seems familiar about this, but I’m unable to put my finger on it.