Tiba Tiba Ada Benjolan Di Kepala นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It’s a strange feeling. "See? All done." Tjeck's hand lingers on my neck as he shifts to sit on the edge of the bed, moving his other hand to examine my head. He has surprisingly gentle hands, especially considering their size. "There's no indication that you've hit your head, and the bullet wound shouldn't affect your memory." If he had told me he was a doctor, I would have believed him. "I see three possibilities, all equally plausible. First, you could have a bump that's gone inward and is pressing on some nerves. If that's the case, you might regain your memory when the swelling goes down. The second possibility is that you've experienced something so traumatic that your brain has shut d

Everyone’s gazes were fixed on her, filled with worry. “Mommy.” Terry looked at their mommy with concern. Mommy only ate one bite of cake, so why did she suddenly have a headache? “Ahhh… Mommy, could there be something wrong with the cake? But I’m eating it and I’m fine.” Terry took another bite of cake, puzzled that he wasn’t affected. He looked at his mommy anxiously. “Pain… my head hurts!” Amanda clutched her head tightly. Benjamin immediately called Dr. Abbot.

"She's bleeding from her head. And there's a lump the size of a baseball back here. We've got to take her to the hospital for a CT scan. Now." It was the last thing I heard before I passed out. Crapcakes.

Mirella kindly drove us back home in her car, and for a brief moment, I took a deep breath, believing that everything would be okay. However, in the following days, Andressa was plagued by severe headaches that kept her from attending classes and even her newly acquired job. Concerned by the worsening situation, I finally accompanied her to the neighborhood doctor. After evaluating her, he recommended a CT scan to investigate the cause of these intense and sudden headaches further.

SJuma scrunched his brows and he felt a slight headache all of a sudden. Stephany noticed the changes made around the school and when she turned to Juma and saw his furrowed brows, she thought he could notice the changes. She felt confused. Could his memory have the school vividly planted and did not get lost? She asked herself. Juma felt his headache intensify with every step they took that made them closer to the gate and he felt like it wasn’t normal. “I am having a slight headache Stella, would you please help me get the water bottle from the car?” Juma asked as he felt the headache was too serious.

Cortland stepped back to let the doctor approach me and check my condition. "Good morning, Ms. Myers. How are you feeling today? Any signs of headache or body pain?" the doctor inquired. I found it amusing that the doctor was asking the same questions Cortland had asked earlier. "I'm experiencing some discomfort in my head, likely due to the bump I sustained. It feels more like soreness than a typical headache. I anticipate feeling stiff once I attempt to move around." I inform the doctor in a matter-of-fact tone.

Maybe I was wrong about that or maybe I was just seeing things again. “Anyway, I have to go look for Benjie. See you again tomorrow.” As soon as Ysabella walked away and was out of sight, I felt another surge of headache which was quickly followed by another fuzzy vision. I leaned against the tree trunk and waited until the moment passed which was surprisingly short-lived this time around. Today was an absolute worst and I don’t think I could handle another episode of the headache and fuzzy vision. I ended up calling my dad to come and pick me up.

I scrubbed the blood out of my hair and stepped out feeling squeaky clean and smelling like soap rather than copper. I toweled off and headed downstairs to make something to eat. I went for something bland, toast and butter. I managed to eat one slice before my stomach clenched in protest. My head spun. “Fucking shit,” I hissed as I gripped the kitchen counter to steady myself. Benji had been right. Head trauma could be a finicky bitch. One minute you felt fine, and the next, it was kicking you in the teeth. I waited for it to pass. It didn’t. It lingered.

My head feels so awful that it's making me feel so irritated and sensitive. "I have bad news for you" He seriously said while looking at me. Whatever it is I don't have time to wait more time. I need to know what's causing this pain. "Don't waste my time just spill it" I answered still annoyed, because my head was still hurting and I didn't even know the reason. "According to the CT scan, there was a small lump in your brain " He said in a serious tone. "What!? Are you kidding me? So what will happen to me? Will I just going to die all of a sudden?"

“Mrs. Morgan, we meet again. Ready to take that boot off?” the doctor asked. “Beyond ready!” Tabitha said excitedly. “Alright. Let’s get an x-ray and see what’s going on with it. Are you still having tenderness anywhere else?” “No. Everything else feels ok. I get headaches now and then but it’s not too bad.” “Due to the nature of your head injury, you may get those from time to time. I would suggest cutting your hair shorter so that the headaches don’t happen as often.”