If you’re interested in neuroscience or psychology, I’d highly reccomend any book by Oliver Sacks! I get asked a lot about books to read so you can also check out this video I made with my top 7 and this masterpost which includes websites where you can learn more!
For centuries, physicians have been fascinated by the many manifestations of migraine, and especially by the visual hallucinations or auras- similar in some ways to those induced by hallucinogenic drugs or deliria–which often precede a migraine.
Dr. Sacks describes these hallucinatory constants, and what they reveal about the working of the brain.
Awakenings is the remarkable account of a group of patients who contracted sleeping-sickness during the great epidemic just after World War I. Frozen in a decades-long sleep, these men and women were given up as hopeless until 1969, when Dr. Sacks gave them the then-new drug L-DOPA, which had an astonishing, explosive, “awakening” effect. Dr. Sacks recounts the moving case histories of these individuals, the stories of their lives, and the extraordinary transformations they underwent with treatment.
3. The Island of The Color Blind
Oliver Sacks has always been fascinated by islands, and this book is an account of his work with an isolated community of islanders born totally colorblind. He listens to these achromatopic islanders describe their colorless world in rich terms of pattern and tone, luminance and shadow.
4. Uncle Tungsten
A book about Sacks’ childood;
his discovery of biology, his departure from his childhood love of chemistry and, at age 14, a new understanding that he would become a doctor.
5. An Anthropologist on Mars
This book talks about 7 seemingly paradoxical neurological conditions: including a surgeon consumed by the compulsive tics of Tourette’s Syndrome except when he is operating; an artist who loses all sense of color in a car accident, but finds a new sensibility and creative power in black and white; and an autistic professor who has great difficulty deciphering the simplest social exchange between humans, but has built a career out of her intuitive understanding of animal behavior.
6. Seeing Voices
A journey into the world of deaf culture, and the neurological and social underpinnings of the remarkable visual language of the congenitally deaf. Sacks writes “The existence of a visual language, Sign, and the visual intelligence that goes with its acquisition, shows us that the brain is rich in potentials we would scarcely have guessed of, shows us the almost unlimited resource of the human organism when it is faced with the new and must adapt.”
Collection of random Iwaizumi Hajime
hcs (May contain traces of Iwaoi)
Hajime can sleep on his stomach.
Just flops there all arms and legs spread from him and fast asleep
But he also really likes to cuddle
and wrap his arms around Tooru’s waist
He also can sleep with his arm or
leg dangling over the edge of the bed – uncovered by the blanket.
Oikawa isn’t sure if he should admire him for this or fear him
When he sleeps on his back for too
long he will snore a little. When Tooru nudges him he just rolls
over and all is good.
He is afraid of storms and loud
thunder and bright lightning makes him feel on edge
He then covers the windows and
puts on headphones to drown the storm noises in music or some video
Tooru knows about this and tries
to calm him by getting all cuddly and staying close to Hajime
As blunt and straight forward
Hajime can be and stating clearly what he thinks or shows when he
cares about someone he still has huge problems to voice his own
problems and personal feelings
He doesn’t want to fail anyone or
be a bother
He gets migranes. Luckyliy not often but once in a while he does and it can knock him out
It’s not easy for him to sit still
for long. He starts fidging his leg or plays with a pen or key to
keep his hands moving
He has a box where he stores
little chidlhood memories and sentimental things. Like postcards, a
nice feather he found, a boyscout pin, a baby tooth which he didn’t
give to the tooth fairy..just little things like this
He doesn’t really care for fashion
but he has a huge collection of different T-shirts, Hoodies and
His hair is naturally spikey and
he doesn’t gel it
He has strong hair which is
actually quite fluffy and great to ruffle
If aspirin isn’t working maybe some of these will;
Rinse a clear quartz in salt water then ‘charge’ in the sunlight for a while. Hold it to your forehead and imagine the quartz absorbing all the pain. When your finished, cleanse and charge the crystal again.
Lavender and patchouli oils can be inhaled or applied topically. When inhaling add 2-4 drops in a cup or bowl of boiling water, add drops one at a time to avoiding making the scent too strong. Lavender and patchouli can also be applied topically, you can rub them into your temples. Adding a few drops to your bath can also help relax you.
Peppermint is a soothing home remedy that has been shown to benefit tension headaches. This fresh-smelling oil has vaso-constricting and vaso-dilating properties, which help control blood flow in the body. Headaches and migraine pain are often due to poor blood flow, and peppermint oil helps to open and close the vessels that promote flow. Peppermint home remedies also open up the sinuses so that more oxygen can get into the bloodstream
I AM NOT AS FINE AS I SEEMpardon Me for yelling I’m telling you green gardens are not what’s growing in my psyche it’s a different me a difficult beast feasting on burnt down trees freeze frame please let me paint a mental picture portrait something you won’t forget, it’s all about my forehead and how it is a door that holds back contents that make Pandora’s box’s contents look non-violent
Shepard was dying. There was no way around it. Every breath he took was harder than the last, his energy was draining away, he wasn’t going to survive. It had been a long fight, against Saren, against Cerberus, against the Reapers, but he had finally won, even if it was the cost of his own life.
He only wished that he had more time, time to see the milky way flourish, free from the threat that had dominated it for thousands of years. He only wished that he could see the Krogan live free from the genophage, and the Quarians reclaiming their lost homeworld. He only wished that he had more time with Kaidan, Their time together had been short, but those months had been the happiest of his life. At least he would leave this world knowing that his beloved was safe.
He was too tired to think anymore, and instead he lay there, surrounded by ash and rubble, staring up at the great blue and green marble in front of him, content to know that the galaxy was safe.
Kaidan gazed at the swirling purple nebula outside. He was lying in a hospital bed on the Citadel, Liara asleep in the chair beside him. He smiled, she still looked the same. It had been over eighty years since the first met, and she hadn’t aged a day. She still wasn’t even a third of the way through her life, and he felt a deep sorrow knowing that she would have to bury him, and all of her friends she loved so dearly. Except perhaps for Wrex, who seemed to be healthier than ever. He and Eve ruled Tuchanka with a gentle but firm hand, and he showed no signs of slowing down.
He’d lived a good life. After the Reaper war, he took a lateral promotion out of active duty, instead choosing to train young biotics with Jack. He grieved for Shepard but he moved on. He’d tried dating but there was no one quite like Commander Shepard. He knew it wasn’t healthy but he didn’t care. After a few years he realised he was missing something, and adopted two kids, Scott and Sarah, twins, and it was one of the best decisions of his life. He loved them both dearly and was so proud of them. Scott was helping guard a relay, and Sarah was helping an Asari research team unearth Prothean technology. He wasn’t worried about them, they were good kids, and Liara promised that she would look out for them once he was gone.
It wouldn’t be long now. Maybe a few more days, but he was ready. He’d lived a full life, and he had no regrets. He didn’t know what was going to happen next, and it scared him, but he knew that he was walking into the unknown with the knowledge that he had done a good job of the past.
The sound of waves gently breaking on the shore woke Kaidan up. He opened his eyes and looked around. He was sitting on a beach, warm sand flowing through his fingers. A bird lazily drifted around in circles far above, calling out to its companion. Behind him, the white sand crawled upwards for a few meters until it met tall palm trees that formed the edge of a luscious forest. In front of him, the sea stretched out in all directions, shimmering gently as light from the sun reflected off it’s clean, calm waters.
He sat up and realised he was wearing new clothes. A thin white linen shirt and shorts, the fabric resting gently against his skin, reflecting just enough of the sun’s heat so that he was pleasantly warm.
He heard someone approaching him from behind, and turned around to see none other than Ashley Williams walking down towards him.
“Long time no see Alenko” she said playfully as if they’d spoken only a couple of days ago, instead of the decades it had been.
“Ash… what, what’s going on?” he stuttered, still in a state of disbelief
She laughed. “Welcome home Alenko, come on the others will want to see you”. She held out her hand and he grabbed on to it, pulling himself up.
“Where are we?” He asked, this time with more confidence than before.
“No more questions, for now. Don’t worry it will all make sense soon” she said firmly, in a way that suggested that he could try asking again, but would get the same response. Kaidan smirked, it was definitely Ashley he was talking to.
She turned and began walking up the shore and through the forest, along a path that seemed to appear a few steps ahead of her. Kaidan followed her, curious as to who these “others” were.
She led him along the winding path until slowly the forest turned into the sand again. As far as Kaidan could tell they were coming up to a lagoon that stretched for miles across, the bay sheltered by a long barrier island. He noticed a new smell of burning charcoal in the air.
They rounded a bend in the shore and Kaidan saw something that he never thought he would ever see again. Tali was lying in a beach recliner, drinking a colourful looking cocktail. The suit she used to wear had been replaced by a bright purple floral kaftan. Standing beside her was Edi, gazing across the lagoon at the island protecting it from the sea as she mulled something over. Mordin, the Salarian, was sitting cross-legged in the sand, methodically searching for shell fragments and bits of bright, smooth glass. Thane, who Kaidan had grown close to during his stay at the Huerta Memorial Hospital, was sitting on a beach blanket facing the sea, his eyes closed as he meditated peacefully. Anderson was flipping burgers on the grill, and he was talking to non-other than Commander Shepard who was leaning nonchalantly against the grill.
Shepard looked up and locked eyes with Kaidan. Before Kaidan could move Shepard began running towards him, arms outstretched and a smile on his face. As soon as he reached him, Shepard grabbed Kaidan into the tightest hug the other man had ever felt.
“I’ve missed you Kaidan. I’ve missed you so much.” He whispered into Kadian’s ear, his grip still not loosening.
“I missed you too Shepard, but could you let me go, if you don’t I think I’m going to start turning blue”
Shepard laughed and released Kadian from his bear hug. Before he could say anything Kaidan pressed his lips against Shepard’s, and the two shared a long overdue kiss.
Finally breaking away, Kaidan rested his head against Shepard’s and let out a small laugh. “I never thought I’d see you again. I love you, I never stopped loving you, and I am never letting go of you ever again.”
“Not even for dinner? I grilled some steak and there’s some beer in the cooler” Shepard said with a mischievous glimmer in his eye.
“Well, I suppose I could make an exception” Kaidan replied, grinning from ear to ear.