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He slowly lifted the girl’s head, but she moaned with her eyes closed. She did not faint; she felt dizzy. Her head also ached when she bumped into the chair. Is this how fast karma was? She remained with her eyes closed because she didn’t want to see Emily laugh at her. Surely, she got a swollen head. Little by little, she could feel the pain on the side of her head. Tyron clenched his jaw when he felt something warm on Jesabell’s head. Then his fingers almost trembled as he looked there and saw a blood flow. “Call the doctor!”

Brad opened his mouth to protest but Doctor Ken held up a hand. "I know you're feeling better. I know you want to get back to normal. But your brain just went through a major event. It needs time to stabilize. You just have to think of it like a muscle that has been injured. You wouldn't go running a marathon right after tearing your hamstring, would you?" Brad closed his mouth and nodded reluctantly. "Second, watch for any unusual symptoms. Severe headaches, dizziness, nausea, confusion, or any memory gaps. If any of those happen, you come straight back here. Don't wait and don't ignore it either."

My feelings are messed up so no matter what may come, I feel messed up. I touched my neck subconsciously and instantly felt a tingling sensation that reminded me of that moment not so long ago. What the heck happened to me? One moment, I was feeling overwhelmed by emotions and then the next, it was all gone. I can't even identify where the emotions ran off to and when. If he was all for taking from me, would he have taken me up by my offer? Why didn't he? I suddenly feel mortified. I had to stand before a mirror to check out my neck. I am concerned when I saw that the area is swollen. It looks a little whitish, almost like it has started to draw fluid.

The paper crinkled beneath me as she squeezed cold gel onto my stomach. I sucked in a sharp breath. The room suddenly felt too quiet. My heart began pounding harder than it should have been. The doctor noticed immediately. “Sorry,” she said gently. “Deep breaths, Miss Jerry. From what you described, it’s probably just a stomach bug that hasn’t been treated properly.” I nodded, but the panic twisting in my chest didn’t ease. What if it wasn’t a bug? What if it was something worse? Brain cancer. That would explain the headaches.

His expression remains like he wants me to tell him what's wrong. His brown eyes are still dark, and unforgiving, and his body’s alert, but not tense. “Do you have a headache?” “Yes.” It’s more of a dull throbbing now, but it’s awful. There has to be a lump the size of a quail egg on my head. I’m so thirsty my lips stick together from the residue of gum in the tape which is not helping. “Nausea?” “Yes.” Is he checking to see if I have a concussion? “Blurry vision?” he is.

She had been chatting and laughing with him, her smile so sweet. Stanley let go of her cheek with a painful groan. "My head hurts." Wendy immediately grew concerned. "Where does it hurt?" Stanley pointed to his temple. "Here." Wendy leaned in, her small hand gently brushing aside his short, neat hair, revealing a large, swollen red bump. He'd really gotten a big lump from the impact. "Is it here?" "Yeah." "I'll rub it for you." Wendy softly massaged the bump, even gently blowing on it.

A few people laughed along. I smiled too. But just beneath that smile, my head had begun to throb. Quietly, but unmistakably. Behind my right eye, as though something was pressing outward from within. I knew this feeling well — not an ordinary headache. This was the kind that came from a combination of too little sleep, no food, and too many things held down at once. I raised my hand and pressed my temple briefly. Hoping the pain would ease. But it didn't. It only sharpened.

While Leniela anxiously waited out for him. Sure that no one was listening in on them, the Doctor began," we’ve discovered that the reason you fainted is that you have glioblastoma" Leniela creased her brows, confused. “ It’s a fast growing malignant brain tumor” Leniela felt her head spin. She just stared at the elderly man as if he was a clown. What is he even saying?She wiggled her head “ You must be mistaken, I’ve been fine for the past Seventeen years if i have what you say how come it didn’t show any symptoms and even if it’s true how did i acquire it?”

Luna pressed her fingers to her temple, a small headache was starting to brew there. She knew if she didn’t tend to it soon, she would have a full blown migraine on her hands. And before, she would have handled it, but now she had a whole other human being to think of, so she had to handle it now.

Roughly midway down the back wall, a water spigot with a wheel-shaped valve. Reaching up again, he gently probed the wound on his head, a knot the size of a walnut with an inch-long gash just below the hairline. Even though he barely pressed at the knot, it sent lightning bolts of pain ricocheting inside his skull. What the hell had happened to him?