Novel & Cerita Sakit Kepala Di Tengkuk Belakang

That was simply how she was built. "Where does it hurt most?" I asked finally. "Base of the skull. Radiating up." Said simply. Not complaining—just answering because I'd asked directly and we'd agreed on honesty. "Can I try something? The neck. Sometimes tension in the muscles makes the headache worse." She considered this. I'd noticed she took requests for physical contact seriously—not with anxiety, just with genuine consideration before agreeing. Which I respected. "Okay," she said. I moved to sit behind her on the bed. She shifted slightly to give me access. I started carefully—gentle pressure at the base of her skull where she'd been rubbing, working the muscles there slowly.

Carissa sat in the carriage with him, asking, "What's going on with Grand Princess Lisandra's headaches? Is it just tension?" "That's part of it. From what I can tell, it's clear she's had this condition for a long time, and it's very severe. The second issue is years of sitting at a desk, which has caused her neck to misalign, restricting blood flow to her head. The diagnosis from Mr. Glover last night was actually correct—there is indeed blood stagnation. The incense helped a little, but it only eased the pain for a short while. Once the effect wears off, the headache comes back just as strong," Sebastian explained. "Couldn't Mr. Glover see the problem? After years of treatment, how can th

As I showered, I thought I felt a slight pain at the back of my head. Weird.

Getting injured in this area was not like injuring an arm or leg, where the pain would go away in a couple of days. "Doctor, how is he doing now?" Vivienne continued to ask patiently. This prompted the doctor to pull up the CT scan images taken earlier. "Look, this is the mass in the back of his head. After the impact, the blood and cerebrospinal fluid flowed into this area between the brain and skull. "When this doesn't get timely treatment, the fluid will accumulate into a mass over time. There are many nerves passing through this area, and his fever and blurred vision are due to the pressure caused by this mass compressing the nerves."

Before I could hear his response, I experienced a sharp pain in the back of my neck, leaving me with a never-ending burning feeling. ****

I spun around, but before I could react, a sharp pain exploded at the back of my neck. The world went black.

Hours later, Victoria woke up to a massive headache eating away at her skull. Groaning a soft "fuck," she ran a hand through her bird’s nest of tangled hair and tried to sit up, but a sharp, throbbing spike of pain in her lower back told her to remain in bed.

My eyelids are practically glued together, and forcing them open starts a deep, painful ache at the back of my head. I lift my hand to touch my skull and make sure it isn't split open, but my arm is rubber. Moving it feels like someone is lifting my arm by a puppet string, out of my control. I probe the back of my head with my fingers, running them slowly across my scalp. I don't feel anything damp or sticky, which means no blood, but there is a massive, tender bump. That is when I remember the crack on the back of my head. As if electrified, my eyes snap open, and I sit up.

And then it goes black. There's a stinging pain on my back as I slowly start to open my eyes. There's also a throbbing pain on the front of my neck. I move my hand to my throat and press down gently, wincing when I press on bruises. Why does my back hurt so much? My eyes shoot open when I realise I'm laying on my back and that's why it hurts so fucking bad. I quickly roll over onto my front, the chain attached to my collar pulling as I do.