Mimisan Sakit Kepala Novels & Stories

Morana answered curtly. "Don't you have a relapse of your stomach?" Bhima guessed. This time Morana tried to sit up straight and face the overly worried man in front of her. She looked a little bit pale and disgruntled. "The ulcer hurts in the stomach, not in the head!" spat out Morana annoyed. Why this man kept asking question when her head was so hurt? "It is my head that hurts, not my stomach." "Oh..." Quirino mumbled while nodding his head. "I will buy you some food so you can take medicine after that. Take a rest."

Then, Blake leaned in closer and nervously asked, "What did you say?" "My head hurts…" Yasmin mumbled weakly as tears filled her eyes. Blake immediately pressed the nurse call button. Then, he loudly called Malcolm and said, "Go and fetch Joel." Soon, Joel arrived. After giving Yasmin a brief check, he explained, "Yasmin has a concussion, so a headache is normal. But it shouldn't be a big problem now that she's awake." At that, Blake heaved a sigh of relief before asking, "Her head's hurting right now. Is there any way to alleviate her pain?"

Everyone listened attentively. "I want you to avoid unnecessary stress. No late nights. No overworking." He paused before adding, "And most importantly..." "If you experience severe headaches, dizziness, or sudden flashes of memory, contact me immediately." Elena frowned slightly. "Flashes of memory?" Jacob nodded. "They're common after head trauma. Sometimes memories don't return all at once." He glanced at Richard before continuing. "They come back gradually... often when you least expect them." A brief silence settled over the room.

He didn't seem to be sick, but he looked very sad. "Simon, what's the matter?" Simon cried as he looked at his mother, unable to say anything. He was really anxious. "Brother... Brother...." Simon said as he held his head, his head aching. He had a telepathic connection with his brother. Since he felt a headache, his brother must be feeling uncomfortable.

He groaned frustrated as he sat down very slowly on the bed. “What’s going on?” Danica asked him softly as she sat next to him studying his movements. “The world keeps randomly spinning and when it happens my head hurts. It's the worst headache I've ever had,” He said, propping his arms up on his legs and leaning his head into his hands so they cradled his head as he spoke.

“Madison, can you describe the pain? Is it serious, or is it a dull ache?” Madison winced, her hand still pressed against her forehead. “It’s really bad, like a pounding ache. I can’t handle it.” Doctor Bennet moved swiftly, reaching for the intercom. “Nurses, we need pain relief for Madison. She’s having a severe headache. Please bring the medicine right away.” Within moments, a team of nurses hurried into the room, bringing a small tray with medication. Doctor Bennet directed them to administer the required drugs for Madison’s pain.

Hello Micah " he said with a smile. Hello doctor. I said as I took note of what happened. I told them not to take me to the hospital, instead they made the family doctor to come see me. How are you. He asks softly. I am fine now. I said. There is no way I would make it easier for him. I hate anything that has to do with hospitals Well, Micah I heard you were shaking and then lost consciousness. How did that happen? Doctor Stephens said. I am an adult not a kid, ask your questions direct and not in such a childish form. What are the symptoms you have been experiencing. Doctor Stephens asks directly while he opened his notebook. Regular headaches that turn into migraines if I use my brain too

Sarina nodded. “I’m glad you’re looking okay, Kimi. Now you know why we go to parties in groups and avoid the booze there.” Sarina flicked Kimia’s head. “Ouch!” Kimia moaned. “I still have a headache.” “I’m not surprised.” Sarina laughed. “You can take another two aspirin. It’s been long enough since the last two, and drink some more water. Dad made his special breakfast since Mom stayed up for us.”

But then, as I’m about to move away and kiss him again, something strikes me. Pain in the side of my head. It’s so sharp, so intense, that a scream escapes my mouth. I back away from Zane, clutching my head, my heart beating fast like it’s trying to match the throbbing pain. “Melissa!” Zane rushes over to me. “Are you alright? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

Inside the car, Timothy held Mia gently, his voice soft as he asked, "How are you feeling now? We're almost at the hospital. Just hold on a little longer." Mia felt dizzy and nauseous, her head pounding from the ordeal. She couldn't believe Connie, that erratic woman, had dared to hit her on the head! Gripping Timothy's hand tightly, she uttered, "My head hurts a lot. I think I might have a concussion."