Novel & Cerita Mimisan Sakit Kepala

sabi niya saka niya ito tinalikuran. “May sakit ako.” Bigla siyang napahinto sa sinabi nito. “I have this kind of Neurodegenerative disease. S-Sakit siya sa utak. N-Nalaman ko lang ito nang madalas na sinusumpong ako ng matinding sakit ng ulo ko. We thought na isang simpleng sakit lang ito. K-Kung maalala mo lang sana noon na madalas akong sinusumpong ng migraine ko. Akala ko simpleng sakit lang siya kaya hinayaan ko. I thought mawawala lang siya sa iniinom ko na gamot. I thought hindi malubha ang sakit na ’yon na tumama sa akin.” He frowned and turned his head on her.

Mia is holding Gavin who watches worried and I sigh. "Blurry vision?",Simon asks Luke. "Yes",he looks down in guilt when I look surprised. "Headaches?",Simon watches Luke who nods in guilt. "I'm sorry daddy, he looks ready to cry, Yes doctor Simon my head hurts a lot but mommy and daddy are busy I didn't want to complain ",I stand up and he flinches.

Emmett questions; thinking it might be like a nut or seafood allergy and he should be aware of what to do if she goes into anaphylactic shock. “Migraines mainly. I can be locked up in a dark room for three or four days if I am not careful” Simone explains nonchalantly; trying to not make a mountain out of a molehill. “I know my limitations when it comes to caffeine. I try to avoid it because it’s easier.”

Rina got up with a start, wincing as the headache came in immediately, hitting her head all over. She held a hand to her forehead and leaned on the headboard, staying that way for a while until the first bout passed. She felt like she would throw up at any minute, and her eyes still felt like she was asleep, even though she knew she didn’t want to return to bed. Reaching for her phone by the nightstand, she checked for missed calls and messages, yet ended up ignoring the five missed calls and three unreplied messages. Her head banged again, demanding her attention, and this time, Rina didn’t think she could ignore it.

Mirabel asked, I looked into her eyes and saw that it was full of warmth and love toward me, I couldn’t bring myself to doubt her. "I'm fine." I lied, not wanting to worry her. "You can tell me anything, you don't look fine to me, is it the headaches?" She persisted. I sighed, giving in to my curiosity. "I visited the Doctor and complained of my migraines. He suggested that I'm overstressed and should rest even more." I confessed, withholding the part of him saying I had memory loss. Mirabel laughed dismissively. "Oh baby, you're stressed out on such a trivial issue, it's absolutely nothing just like the Doctor stated, you are experiencing headaches due to the accident which signifies that y

Sarah asked her as she checked her vitals. "I feel… I don't… feel… too… good… not good… in any… way, like I am… slipping… away. My head… hurts badly, it feels… like there is… a pounding session… going on in… my head," she explained. "The back… of my head hurts… badly and when… I tried to… turn my head… the other time, I felt a very… sharp pain… going through my head. I'm in pain," she added, super slowly.

"What happened?" "My head aches so bad" she stated, her eyes closed with pain, her hand resting on her temple, "that often happens, my mama used to massage my head and the pain would go away but nothing is affecting now. I don't know why but I'm experiencing this pain since last night, my every brain cells hurt. I also have to go to university, my class is at 11 but I don't think the pain would go away. I don't know why God has even created headaches," she continued to blabber and her blabbering suddenly stopped when she felt a hand underneath her chin, bobbing her head up. She opened her eyes and saw Irtaza standing near her. "Do you want me to massage your head?"

Nican woke up with a huge headache, it was as if his brain is about to leave his head, it was banging like someone who did something that drained out its energy. If this was how having a headache felt like, Nican was glad he never experienced one, not until now, and he hoped it was going to be his last time having one.

“Get me a glass of water” Ismael said, as he spoke through his intercom towards a person at the other end. With one of his arks softly placed on his forehead, he laid sideways wincing over the pounding frenzy of his head, while he gently rubbed lightly in other to reduce his tugging ache.

He could not think properly because the pain in his head had not gone away. “Shit. At this situation, I am forced to go to the doctor to check my head area. If anything happens to me, then I have to sue Abby!” The handsome man tried to close his eyes. He tried to divert the pain that way. It was a pity that this effort did not work out because Massimo could not fall asleep yet, which annoyed the young man, and he chose to stay in the same position. “If the pain has not subsided, I still have to go to the doctor. Damn, I hate that!”