She stopped. The flat gold carpet tipped at a forty-five degree angle, then swirled away when she reached for it. The end table swooped and crashed a sharp edge into her arm. Then the floor lunged in and slammed against her side but not before her outstretched arms cleared the table of pill bottles, candles and lotions. The black lamp tipped, embroidered shade popping off and she felt the fall vibrate the walls as she lay there breathing. A lazy film of powder rose from where the light bulb used to be. Juice dripped onto her back. It was ice-cold and fresh from the refrigerator. Once she realized what it was, she sprang to her feet, no longer dizzy and righted it. Half gone already. It was the last she had. The steady drizzle of liquid …show more content…
But that seemed like cheating and it wasn't a dance of the dervish. They did graceful spins like dandelion fluff or ash seeds on the wind. Maybe she had stopped too fast and put her arms down too fast, jolting her equilibrium into wanting normal. But she hadn't been dizzy until she'd quit spinning and that meant something. Didn't the dervish slow to a waltzed step before they settled? It was the lack of control that scared her. When you were that dizzy, you couldn't tell where you were, and getting down on the ground was wrought with error. She saw all the sharp corners of the suddenly dangerous room. It could have been worse, she could have cracked her head, banged her face, or put an eye out instead of just bruising a left shoulder. How was she ever to get it right without endangering herself? Maybe just a couple of slow turns at first and see what happened. But not now, she lay on the large bed and closed her eyes. She could feel them around her. A gentle pressure of warning and presence. They wanted her to spin and count the spinning to avoid impending disasters. They were a dream, a fantasy, or worse, a hallucination. No, they were real. Often annoyingly so. Whenever she was busy, she'd hear them. In the kitchen, they'd say her name. She’d feel pressure on her ears, or a high ringing and a faster beating of her heart. They'd drag
Connie’s frequent dizzy spells give the readers a hint that something will go awry. Dizziness overcomes Connie when she feels like Arnold is overpowering her and her surroundings feel unfamiliar. When Connie realizes that neither Ellie nor Arnold are her age, “[she] felt a wave of dizziness rise in her at this sight and she stared at him as if waiting
Nikki was with Ryan and Scott at Misericordia University for Erin’s Basketball Camp. They walked a little bit and were about to walk up a flight of stairs when she started huffing and puffing and starting feeling dizzy. She did continue to walk until they got inside. “Are you okay, Nikki,” Scott said. Huffing
She wanted to increase the blood flow to her head and decrease it in her feet. This is why she passed out in the first place, because there was not blood flow to her head.
point to the next by literally using her arms to move her legs. Her nerves weren’t working
How would you feel if I told you that there is no one state with an obesity rate lower than 20%? Take this information and compare it to twenty years ago when every state had an obesity rate lower than 15%. Obesity has become not only the number one cause in death, but according to David Zinczenko, editor-in-chief of Men’s Health and author of “Don’t Blame the Eater”, it is the number one cost in health care with numbers rising well over 100 billion dollars a year (196). There are many people we could blame, such as the food industry or the government, but before we start pointing fingers elsewhere, individuals need to stand up and take personal responsibility for their own actions and health. Either way it is evident a
In paragraphs 16 and 32 it states, "slamming her lower leg against the Pinto's fender and sending a steely bolt of pain up to her hip...she was only able to recover by slamming her arm down on the Pinto's hood. She hit her crazybone and uttered a thin shriek of pain...She jackknifed across Tad's lap, moving with such a hard muscular spasm that she cracked her fingers on the window crank." All of this proves that she is terrified because she doesn't know what to do and she wants to save their lives, by running away from Cujo and jackknifing across Tad's lap to close his window. Stephen King uses these incidents to build suspense by making it feel more horrifying when she gets hurt, because it will slow her down and cause Cujo to get closer and closer to her. This builds more suspense on top of the main
He came out the shadows after her, making noises again, and she was running and laughing wildly, all her fear sucked up by the thrill. He caught her and swung her around, and she couldn’t breath.
Wanting to leave, posthaste, I stood to say my goodbyes, but my knees buckled, unable to sustain my full weight. The room, the maid, and Mrs. Winnaford were spinning. As I tried in vain to focus, two of everything swirled and exchanged positions in front of me. Reaching for something to hold on to, I
The doctors had to administer a sedative after she almost had a nervous breakdown when she woke up on board the hellicarrier. The truth had been too much for her to handle.
By this time, Charlotte, age 2, began “slipping away”. The 7 drugs she was on, combined with the seizures that still struck were taking a toll. The family was quickly running out of options.
Emily took a big breath. She ran forward………and put her arm out. Margret looked up in confused. But she grabbed it anyways. She let go of her hand, and tried to hobble, but ended up falling again.
“Aren’t all Americans fat? Don’t you all live like the Kardashians? Aren’t you all mean?” As I stood in front of a classroom full of high school students in a foreign country I was asked these along with a numerous more stereotypical questions. At first, I felt shocked and ashamed of the country I had come from. Why did all these students expect me to be fat and lazy? After spending five days living with a family and receiving questions from all of their friends I began to realize that they were not trying to offend me. They simply did not know enough about the United Students to form opinions other than the ones they heard on TV.
In modern times, the alarming and ever-increasing rate of chronic diseases, in particular Obesity, has heightened our awareness concerning the profound changes in human diets and lifestyles habits. Such changes date back to prehistoric times before agriculture and animal husbandry was introduced; to date (i.e. present time). When considering the evolutionary time scale, it can be said that changes in diet and lifestyles have occurred so drastically and rapidly, that humans were not able to properly adjust. Consequently, changes in the nutritional, cultural and activity patterns among contemporary Western populations, has led to the emergence of many diseases.
Constantly quickening the pace, only stopping until we were both dizzied and slightly nauseous. Divya, struggling to stay on the rotating chair scooted back and sent me flying straight into a wooden couch frame. My sensitive eyebrow drove into the sharp edge. I screamed out in agony.