Kepala Terasa Pusing Dan Berat Novels & Stories

But he stopped right after starting. “Alright, what's wrong?” “Nothing. Why?” “You've been acting weird since I got here. And just now, you weren't...how should I put this...responsive like you normally are. Did I do something wrong?” “No, not at all. I guess I just feel sluggish or tired most of the time. I also feel like throwing up sometimes and there are the occasional headaches but other than that, I'm fine. I guess it's from all the work I need to do.”

Lisa's POV My head felt heavy, heavier than usual as I got up from bed. I rubbed my fingers on my slightly protruding tummy to ease the pain I felt from it. It churned severely like a grinding stone and didn't stop, despite how soothing I ran my fingers on it. I felt a little nauseated. As I stood up from bed and scurried into the bathroom, my legs felt heavy just as my head did. It wasn't normal, I knew it. Something was definitely wrong with me. I've never felt this terrible all my life.

I feel weak and sore. My body feels very heavy. As if, a huge boulder was pressing against me. I cannot even move a finger without feeling discomfort. What happened? My eyes frantically scanned my whole being. Just then, the disturbing memory of my weightless body thrown into the window, flashed before my eyes. It appears that I forgot to wear my seatbelt. I-I am...okay? The white ceiling and the smell of disinfectant calmed my panicking spirit, yet my brain was churning fast that my head ached.

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 don't regret it, still I feel the burden😢 I pull my door open and walk into my small, but comfortable house. I let myself fall on the couch, allowing the tiredness wash through me. I rub my head again, after a migraine hit me hard. I've been feeling dizzy throughout the day. Veronica my co–worker helped me at some point.

He groaned as he tried to raise his head up, it felt very heavy as he could barely lift it on his own. His vision was hazy, everything looked and felt foggy like a huge cloud of dust and fog was covering his eyes. His head kept lolling back and forth as he tried to keep it steady, the whole room was spinning, as if he was sitting on a ferris wheel and someone was pushing him, but this felt much more intense and worse, his head was heavy and light at the same time.

Klyde sagged on the seat of his car, the back of his head bumping at the headrest, hands resting on the steering wheel as he gently killed the engine. He heaved a heavy sigh. He feels so tired, even more so than usual. The events of today left him with whirlwind of emotions, and now he just feels really, extremely exhausted. Fatigue is creeping into his bone, seeping into his mind leaving it buzzing like an empty television screen.

Robin woke up with a headache as well. His eyelids felt much heavier. He could hardly keep his legs steady. When he tried to get up his legs trembled. “What's happening? Why’s my head feeling so heavy?”. “Is this from the drink that I had last night? But the pain is too much to handle. What should I do about it?”. He again tried to get up. But his eyes were blurry as he hadn’t slept for too long. “What’s the time? I need to cook for Lucy. She’ll be going to the office.”

Sa patuloy kong ginagawa iyon ay pakiramdam ko nanghihina ako. I couldn't stand straight while I was holding the sink. I felt like, I was draining my energy early in the morning because of it. Tumagal siguro ako ng halos sampung minuto sa ganoong sitwasyon bago ako nakaramdam ng kaginhawaan. Tumalikod ako at naglakad papunta sa may lamesa, when I was about to drag a chair, my vision suddenly went blurred. Pakiramdam ko ay umiikot naman ang aking paningin kaya agad akong tumigil kung saan ako naka-pwesto. "What a hangover..." I mumbled while I was massaging my forehead.

He didn't even take his bag or his documents. He stood up and headed to his car, he ignored his assistant and hurried to the car. He felt dizzy and had a migraine that seemed like a thousand bolts. His legs felt weak too.. They felt heavy. He knew he had overworked himself. He was sure that he had been working too hard but not to this extent. He sat down comfortably in his car, thankfully it was tinted. It was just how he wanted it. He rolled the glasses up and took off his shirt.