She hesitantly boards down the bus with head banging headache and turbulent ideas of something grievously wrong in her brain functioning. This was not the first time she was experiencing something of this sought. But something was really wrong and triggered this mixed reaction that it’s the time for MRI or something. Running was something on a regular basis and this frequent occurrence of regular head ache was unusual in a way that happened when ran on the treadmill. It was a wrong day she thought all through the journey from her office to home. It was the second working day of the week, was not quite sure if it was an official influence, whatever headache is still persisting , enormously increasing with each minute. She had forgotten the pills which was always there and balms are least effective for the surmount intensity of “headache”. She finally managed to drag herself from the bus stop to her compound.
Bangs the door , as if discharging all the pain in her head on the door, she had forgotten the doorbell.
Scene1 : Mom opens the door with usual stance , propounding theory of mannerisms .That does not even excite her auditory nerves. Throws her bag hesitantly on the floor and rushes to the room.
Scene 2: Grandmother on her bed . She was just discharged from a hospital that’s famous for the cardiac related treatments, after a brief period of angiogram to determine the % of blockage in heart. She is to be admitted back after a count of 4 days for treatment at next level , mostly the bypass surgery. Aunt had pinged my mom down as she wanted someone to my grand mom’s assistance ( she was to get some flowers ). Enquired about her wellbeing with parallel head ache. Mom pops some pills into my mouth and accuses that I am responsible for my current state. There is nothing I could do then.
Scene 3: Aunt enters and gave an explanation that , running in open air and on treadmill in a claustrophobic environment are 2 different things The reduction in the oxygen levels in indoors might have triggered the ache. Mom intervenes with alternative funda , that me not having a sumptuous breakfast and skipping meals at night might still be at large for this headache. Whatever, its been 10 min I have popped the pill, waiting for the effect and suggesting a possibility of an EEG or MRI to be done to investigate the root cause for this was not the first time and this needed some serious attention. Mom walks away giving a sigh of indifference and arrogance,
Scene 4: To support my idea of getting an MRI done, gave mom an explanation of similar condition last week on a day where there was no exertion due to rigorous activity of exercise , and exemplifying the internal effect of blood gushing at the hindbrain region and relating it to the palpitation of my heart .
Mom tells “ Your brain is still beating”….
She then realised that "I am not dead".
Bangs the door , as if discharging all the pain in her head on the door, she had forgotten the doorbell.
Scene1 : Mom opens the door with usual stance , propounding theory of mannerisms .That does not even excite her auditory nerves. Throws her bag hesitantly on the floor and rushes to the room.
Scene 2: Grandmother on her bed . She was just discharged from a hospital that’s famous for the cardiac related treatments, after a brief period of angiogram to determine the % of blockage in heart. She is to be admitted back after a count of 4 days for treatment at next level , mostly the bypass surgery. Aunt had pinged my mom down as she wanted someone to my grand mom’s assistance ( she was to get some flowers ). Enquired about her wellbeing with parallel head ache. Mom pops some pills into my mouth and accuses that I am responsible for my current state. There is nothing I could do then.
Scene 3: Aunt enters and gave an explanation that , running in open air and on treadmill in a claustrophobic environment are 2 different things The reduction in the oxygen levels in indoors might have triggered the ache. Mom intervenes with alternative funda , that me not having a sumptuous breakfast and skipping meals at night might still be at large for this headache. Whatever, its been 10 min I have popped the pill, waiting for the effect and suggesting a possibility of an EEG or MRI to be done to investigate the root cause for this was not the first time and this needed some serious attention. Mom walks away giving a sigh of indifference and arrogance,
Scene 4: To support my idea of getting an MRI done, gave mom an explanation of similar condition last week on a day where there was no exertion due to rigorous activity of exercise , and exemplifying the internal effect of blood gushing at the hindbrain region and relating it to the palpitation of my heart .
Mom tells “ Your brain is still beating”….
She then realised that "I am not dead".
