Me Vs Brain Novels & Stories

But if it is the case, she wouldn’t be able to move after being on bed for many years. Mingyu had to think of the best story to convince Kole; and telling her the truth is not on his options. The brain is very complicated. When you dropped a computer down on the stairs and it didn’t work properly when you turned it on, it is the same case or even in more complex way in human’s brain. Mingyu knew he should not force to turn her memory in chaos after breaking down. “We will go home soon,” Mingyu answered with dainty smiles on his lips. The corner of his eyes, which crinkled, lit up the space in the living room.

—CHRISTIAN— “Unfortunately, due to the extent of the trauma, it has affected a critical part of the brain responsible for various functions. In medical terms, we refer to this as a loss of half of the patient's life. Partial memory loss.” “ What? You mean she lost her memories?” Cally breathed out painfully while I couldn't even muster a word out of shock. “ Not completely. The brain is a complex organ, and when such injuries occur, they can impact not only physical abilities but also cognitive and emotional functions. And its effects on every person are different. In this case, Mr. Brown has lost half of her memories.”

“Ahh! What’re you going? Let go of me, you pervert!” Thea kept resisting, but James held firmly onto her hand. It did not take long for him to understand Thea’s condition. Thea’s body had recovered, and her blood had returned to normal. However, her neurons were damaged in the process, which caused her to lose her memories. The brain is the most complex organ in the human body. James could easily treat Thea if she sustained an injury literally anywhere else. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do for her for the time being since her cranial nerves had been damaged.

The subject: Brain scan result summary. I inhale and exhale sharply before clicking on the email, “CTE-MND: in CTE, you might remain physically capable for a long time while your personality changes. In ALS, your mind stays completely sharp while your body ‘disconnects’ you eventually lose the ability to move, speak, swallow, and finally, breathe. This has overlapped, turning into CTE-MND, a rare hybrid where they have both punch-drunk brain damage and the physical paralysis of motor neuron disease. You don’t have much time left, Lazarus. I’ll hate for you to die when I can actually help. I need you to please listen to me. Quit everything and come to the hospital, let’s have you treated.”

Except, I found it far too difficult to sympathize with the asshole when he had me bound and sedated like some sort of animal. "I know you can hear me. Your brain waves are off the charts," he commented as he patted my cheek with a rubbery hand—he must have been wearing latex gloves. I wanted to snort at his observation as a snarky thought entered my head. If he thought my brain activity was fascinating, he should have seen the brain activity of a vampire. Their minds were as large as a bottomless pit but they worked constantly at a rapid, unforgiving pace.

Arnold was brimming with delight as he paced back and forth, unable to hide the excitement bubbling inside him. Every few steps he would clasp his hands together before separating them again, as though his thoughts were running much faster than his legs could keep up. "Don't you know, young master, a brain is the most complex organ in anyone's body. People often praise the heart for emotions or the muscles for strength, but in truth, the brain commands everything. Every movement, every memory, every pain, every fear, every instinct to survive. Would you believe it that there are people whose body strength could become much stronger and more powerful just because their brain believed so?"

I let him hold me as I listened to Keith reprimand me gently. "Eves, your health should be your topmost priority. It seems like you don't remember most of the incidents before your accident, correct?" I nodded and he continued. "I talked about your case to Brandon and other neurologists as well. Looking at your reports, we can't say if you'll get your memories back. Human mind is complicated. There's no certainty with it as there is with the other organs. We found a small lesion at the temporal lobe of your brain which is the part that controls your memory."

Why wasn’t I hearing anything? Then it hit me. I hadn't heard a single thought from him since the second we'd collided. Normally, people’s minds kicked in right away when someone accidentally got a drink spilled on them. A stream of annoyed, low-level swearing thoughts about the stain, the fabric, and how the night was now officially fucked. But with him, it was just a total, unbroken void. Which should not have been possible. Humans thought constantly. Their brains never shut up. I knew that better than anyone. I had spent years drowning in it, learning how to filter through chaos that never stopped moving.

Sophie coughed and threw up all the remaining sour fluid on her stomach again and again as she massaged her chest really slowly and hoped it would ease as much as she inhaled the fresh and frigid smell of the farmland outdoor air. While she could tell the cough was in the throat or on her upper chest, she felt more convinced that she would get reasonably better while scrunching her face and wiping her mouth with her trembling hand. "What on earth happened, where the hell are we?" "That is a cell, generating your atoms inside out... or whatever those scientists often called it." Sage smirked as he shifted into his human form. Greg shifted as well and raised his brows. He rolled his eyes at Sa

He then pointed out the necessary information and uses of the equipment. "Are you ready, Anna?" Asked Mr. Faiz, bracing himself, but she just smiled, and made rote apologies about not listening to his explanation earlier, how could she when Harry's been eyeing him. "My point is, the human brain was akin to a supercomputer built on top of a clunker. The clunker was your primitive, reptilian, survival brain. The supercomputer does your proper thinking, is logical, fair, and kind. When you are afraid, the bandwidth of your supercomputer gets used up, leaving the clunker to do all your thinking for you. You go from outstanding to primal and basic in a heart-beat, and this device can do way more