Micro Brain Bleed Novels & Stories

He continued to step into a room where x-rays and check-ups were being conducted, the Doctor stated. “What do you mean? Is he going to be okay?” Liam raised a question wearily. The Doctor pointed to the screen in front of them and motioned to him. “Come, have a look at this.” The doctor approached the monitor and showed an x-ray of Blade's head. When Liam noticed a white spot on his brain, his brow scrunched up. “What is that?” he uttered, completely taken aback. “That is what is making him suffer all this time, it’s a bullet lodged inside his brain that has been there for the-”

“Thank God, he's safe.” “Pero estuvo cerca," The surgeon said behind Mateo. “El impacto le causó una conmoción cerebral de grado 3 y una hemorragia interna cerca de las costillas. Uno de los fragmentos de la ventana estuvo peligrosamente cerca de una arteria principal en su hombro.” (But it was close. The impact caused a Grade 3 concussion and some internal hemorrhaging near his ribs. One of the fragments from the window came dangerously close to a major artery in his shoulder.)

She took a breath first, like she needed it for the next words she was about to say. “Mr Grant,” she said gently, “we have your results.” I pushed my weight off the bed and sat up. “Just tell me.” She studied me for a second longer, then looked down at the scans and reports. “You’ve been experiencing severe headaches, dizziness, nosebleeds, and brief visual disturbances, correct?” “Yes,” I replied. “And weakness. Sometimes.” She nodded. “The MRI shows a vascular abnormality in your brain. A condition called cerebral cavernous malformation.”

He examined my scans thoroughly, his expression grim as he shook his head. “Miss White, there’s definitely a small hemorrhage in your brain, located dangerously close to the memory center.” His voice was heavy. “If the bleeding worsens, there’s a high risk of vision loss, or a hematoma. “In severe cases, it could spread to the brainstem… and the consequences would be extremely serious.” My face turned deathly pale. “Dr. Dale… am I going to die?” Nicholas’ voice trembled. “Doctor, is there any way to stop the bleeding?”

The next morning, the doctor called me to discuss the result of the test. I was nervous, and hoping that there's nothing serious at all. "Okay, so here's the result of the test. As you can see, there's no any damages within her brain, no tumor to cause any serious headache. However, since we did a lot of test to her, we found out that it is because of high blood. During the screening, I asked your mother on what part did she felt pain, and she told me that it was on her nape, as well as on her head. Usually, it may cause stroke to a person luckily, you're mom didn't."

the doctor explained. "We operated it and it's right I gound a tiny piece of sharp object on his head but dor now he may suffer a bit of memory loss because the impact was so hard" "Then why did he seem okay when je got to us"...Crane asked. "Well as for it, it seems that due to his drinking he felt nothing at first but as time passes the wound began bleeding inside that it'll made him faint."...he added once more. After that he excused himself so we remained seated in the waiting room.

"However, after a scan, it showed some bruising to your brain, which can be because of the impact. As such, you may experience persistent headaches for the next few days, and you may also experience vomiting or nausea." In the end, he explained it all. However, I had one burning question. "No cracked skull?" Because I know I am not losing my mind, at least, I don't think I am. I scrambled through my mind—I could have sworn I heard a crack and felt the warmth of my blood starting to soak my hair. Dr. White says, "no, you were lucky, there was actually blood there, but we could not quite figure out how it got there. As I said, no cracked skull."

The doctor swallowed, then fixed the rims of his glasses on the bridge of his nose before looking at the of in his hands. “She has a subdural hematoma. It is a type of brain bleeding that occurs between the dura mater and the brain itself. She seems to have hit her head hard, twice, which worsened the state of the blood clot in the brain. We will need to have her under our watch. If the clot doesn’t go down on its own in the next 72 hours, she’ll need an open skull surgery.” He paused, and I was fucking thankful because every word he said felt like a rusted spear was piercing right through my heart over and fucking over again.

He holds up the films and puts them on the things in the room to light up so we can all see it. "is he okay?",I watch him look at each one. "yes and no, he looks worried, page neurology he needs a consult",the nurse runs out. "what is wrong?",Claire moves away from me still sniffling. She wipes her face free of tears. "he has a brain bleed and we need to watch it. He hit his head way to hard ",I feel Scar trying to break free. Claire tries so hard not to cry but she fails and blue light shoots out her hands. She runs over and touches his head and the light goes into Gavins head. Claire stands crying as the neurologist and nurses run in.