Shalltear Vs Brain Novels & Stories

Crevor lightly asked her, "This is your last bargaining chip?" "I do have a mental disorder. I'm one cranial nerve short, so I am prone to seizures." Jepherson's expression changed slightly as he looked at Raeleigh. "Why did I not know about this?" "Did you forget that I have a brain tumor?" she asked him, whose face had twisted into an ugly expression. "You cut off one of your nerves?" he hissed. Raeleigh didn't answer. Jepherson abruptly turned his face away and said nothing with gritted teeth and an awful countenance. Crevor stood up and looked at Raeleigh with an indifferent smile. "You win!"

Shelyn froze instantly. “What do you mean…?” she asked softly. The doctor looked at her. “We found significant trauma in that area. For now, we cannot determine the long-term impact.” Shelyn closed her eyes for a moment. Her chest felt tight. “But the most critical is his brain condition,” the doctor continued. “He has a hemorrhage.” Shelyn immediately opened her eyes again. “How severe is it, Doctor?” The doctor was silent for a moment, then said softly, “The chances of regaining consciousness… are very small.”

Whirling around to face him, I accused, "You could get information from them! They'd have to talk to you if you demanded to speak to someone. They couldn't refuse the Alpha Council." Art cocked a brow at me, his features perfect to the point he was almost pretty, "What would the Alpha Council demand to know? How long they're going to fight to save Ethan's life? Whether he'll be able to be revived for questioning? If he'll have permanent brain damage from the skull fracture?" "Skull fracture," I whispered, all my breath stolen from my lungs with those two words. Brain damage was something to be feared even among the supernatural. The body could be healed, but the brain? It was an organ withou

“Ahh! What’re you going? Let go of me, you pervert!” Thea kept resisting, but James held firmly onto her hand. It did not take long for him to understand Thea’s condition. Thea’s body had recovered, and her blood had returned to normal. However, her neurons were damaged in the process, which caused her to lose her memories. The brain is the most complex organ in the human body. James could easily treat Thea if she sustained an injury literally anywhere else. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do for her for the time being since her cranial nerves had been damaged.

I stared at it. Outraged. Afraid. And then outraged all over again. The stupid thing was - doctors would have never discovered the slight tear in my brain had I not fallen off the stage and had my little breakdown. One test turned into twenty. And they all showed the same thing. An area of my brain was compromised, and it was just a matter of time before a tiny little particle smaller than the pin of a needle, released itself and tried to kill me. Technology though - had a way of zapping it, but timing wise, I had to finish the album first - I had to finish it, because if I didn't wake up, if something happened...

Zane asks, seemingly amazed that I was so spot on. "Yes. Though from what you mentioned of that client. I believe her circumstance to be minor in comparison to Haley's. From the scans we did on her brain, we were able to detect signs of post-traumatic stress disorder. Similarly to your client. However, that's where the similarities end. The scans we just pulled from Haley, show a high degree of Traumatic Brain Disorder. This normally is caused by an external force. But we believe her own mind created situations for her that she found to be truly traumatic. I have seen imagining in this similar to those with schizophrenia."

I sighed, “Would it be considered a bad joke if I said I have a splitting headache? Because I really do.” He chuckled quietly, “That’s why I’m speaking lowly, but that one is quite cringeworthy right now. I will order some pain meds, but I need to do some sensation testing and movement testing first. The axe did a lot of damage to your brain. The impact of it caused skull fragments and small pieces of metal to scatter all over the surface of your brain and some embedded into your brain.

I gave him a small smile, and sighed. "So, when do you think she will wake up?" I demand. He adjusts his spectacles and clears his throat. "Well, the projectile itself went through the brain, there is injury from both the direct penetration of the brain and from transmission of a pressure wave with high-velocity projectile traveling through the brain tissue. Both bleeding and damage from this pressure wave results in brain swelling, which can also lead to death." I shook my head. "No, you did not answer my question." I complained, crossing my arms.

" Delia asked Hannah, ignoring her. I rolled my eyes. "A brain bleed causes brain damage and yes, they can be life-threatening." I exclaimed and they all, imcluding John looked at me. I looked down, breathing heavily. I instantly imagined him being on a surgery table and my body started feeling numb and sore. John closed his eyes, knowing how I feel. Delia looked at me, then to Hannah.

“It ought to as it were be a matter of time until his brain catches up, and he’s all good.” “I don’t know almost that,” Leo said, rubbing his chin. “If his brain repairs, it might not bring back his memory.” “There are parts of his past he’d be way better off without,” Claw murmured. The others nodded. “But his music…” Gage said delicately. The other two nodded. “He’ll be misplaced without his music.” “Has anybody ever listened around this some time recently? Shifters with brain harm, I mean.” Talon shook his head. “I haven’t, but I’d expect it’s happened. It will likely be a parcel like with people. A few recuperate, a few don’t. No one knows why.”