Sakit Kepala Di Tengkuk Belakang Novels & Stories

Only that I could tell from the pain that shot at the back of my neck from my stiff position. A sharp pain shot through my body from my hands which were tied so tightly behind my back, to the back of my neck that was so stiff raising my head felt like I was trying to shift the position of a bone in my body, to my waist and other parts of my body that hurt like a bitch from being so stiff for a long time. I was certain I cursed the person who poured me that cold water more than ten times in my mind before I even tried to look around for who it was.

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.

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."

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."

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.

He just had Qin Haodong sit on the iron stool in the room. He took the pen and paper and was ready to interrogate Qin Haodong. However, as soon as he sat down, he frowned and said to the policeman next to him, "Zhang, go and make a mixture with this material. My cervical spondylopathy is acting up again. It's causing me a severe headache every time I lower my head." Qin Haodong said, "Officer, it's not a serious illness. It will be completely cured in a few minutes if I treat you."

Definitely something to think about—after she got rid of the headache plaguing her. “Jeez, stop already,” she muttered to her aching brain. Her head had begun to pound like a teenager with a new drum set and her lower back felt tight and achy, her legs weak. You’re probably sick from breathing in the recycled air on the plane and sore from being stuck in those tiny little seats.

Cara felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck, causing her to reach up and rub it as she opened her eyes. She began blinking repeatedly to bring everything around her back into focus. Looking around her she realized that it was a nice sunny afternoon and that she was sitting in her mother's rocking chair on her own front porch. Having nodded off, her head had been hanging in an odd way for too long causing the sharp pain. She slowly picked her head up and returned it to a more natural position. She had to move slowly because it was so stiff.