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"What’s different here is all of the cognitive portions of the brain, centered in the Neocortex, seem perfectly intact,” Doctor Hirsh says. “That happens occasionally, and the Neocortex is what most often survives. We call it ‘Locked-in Syndrome.’ Mrs. Maren appears able to think, see, hear, and possibly even smell. Our preliminary tests indicate her brain activity is quite high. While voluntary motor functions have ceased, her cognitive abilities actually may have been enhanced. The centers controlling involuntary responses like heart, breathing and possibly even digestion, also seem somewhat intact. Nature often has a way of making trade-offs.”
...Mrs. Maren appears able to think, see, hear, and possibly even smell. Our preliminary tests indicate her brain activity is quite high. While voluntary motor functions have ceased, her cognitive abilities actually may have been enhanced...
Phil studies her through the glass, lips pursed, his gaze almost icy. He turns to Dr. Hersch, shaking his head. "You’re saying she's totally paralyzed, but she can still think, hear and see like anyone else? And that’s it? She’ll never improve?”
“Highly doubtful,” Doctor Lefkowitz answers.
Trapped
But the accident was questionable and it was believed by some that it had been the first attempt on her life... Readers will quickly believe this, given the way he treats his wife--who was now completely paralyzed, except for her eyes...
I was born and raised in Chicago and its suburbs, living there until the age of 39. I'm now a retired corporate President, life-long fishing enthusiast, and a dedicated author. As is my nature, I've worked hard to improve my writing craft, and have produced 3 award-winning novels, as finalist and/or winners of several large writing contests. I've also become a world-class fly-fisherman and am an expert in fly-fishing for pike & musky, and wrote a book on that, as well.
...Mrs. Maren appears able to think, see, hear, and possibly even smell. Our preliminary tests indicate her brain activity is quite high. While voluntary motor functions have ceased, her cognitive abilities actually may have been enhanced...
Phil studies her through the glass, lips pursed, his gaze almost icy. He turns to Dr. Hersch, shaking his head. "You’re saying she's totally paralyzed, but she can still think, hear and see like anyone else? And that’s it? She’ll never improve?”
“Highly doubtful,” Doctor Lefkowitz answers.
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Trapped
By George A. Bernstein
When I had the opportunity to read A 3rd Time to Die (review coming soon) and saw Trapped, also by this first-time author for me, I decided I wanted to read it first...Wow! The concept is based upon the "Locked in Syndrome" which affects the Neocortex of our brains. Jackee Maren was hurt in a car accident; this was the result.
But the accident was questionable and it was believed by some that it had been the first attempt on her life... Readers will quickly believe this, given the way he treats his wife--who was now completely paralyzed, except for her eyes...
Jackee's father had recently died and when his will was read, all of the money had been placed in trust for his daughter and grandsons. Phil had been furious he had not received a separate amount... That apparently started him thinking of alternatives--how could he gain control of the money!?!
Phil had no desire to work with his wife as she now was--with Jackee realizing that she had never really been physically comfortable with him, especially with their intimate life--a massage therapist and a nurse were added to the home live-in staff.
In the meantime, Kevin has taught her to talk via eye blinking. In addition, though, he is able to teach her Morris Code and other shortcuts, so that they are routinely talking. Her two boys learn this as well, but soon she begins to realize that they hear her even when out of the room... She had been practicing after one day when Phil had started making out right there in the Den, as she sat looking out the window.
She had already "felt" their intimacy but, now, she was infuriated with Phil...
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| Phil looks again at Jackee. “Christ, what a screwed-up mess. How the Hell do you feed her, if she can't even move her mouth too chew?” "Through a tube through her nose and down her esophagus into her stomach,” Doctor Hersch says . “We can go directly through the stomach wall, but I like this better for long term care. In her present condition, it won’t be uncomfortable, and there’s less room for infection. ~~~ |
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| The guy’s an ex-boxer, a real Appalachian hick, but they say he works magic.” She blinks once. She’d thought of them earlier. The man is gigantic, craggy-featured with shoulders a yard wide, like some fabled Gothic warrior. Probably pretty good looking once. The mahogany-skinned woman is tiny as an elf… an unlikely pair. He sat, somber amber eyes holding hers, as the little nurse studied her charts. Jackee caught snatches during their whispered huddle: “… not your usual… no recovery… but this is different.” She sensed gentleness in this fierce-looking giant’s battered face, as he took her hand, explaining, in a soft Southern drawl, who they were and promising to return. Her husband apparently arranged exactly that. ~~~ |
Phil had no desire to work with his wife as she now was--with Jackee realizing that she had never really been physically comfortable with him, especially with their intimate life--a massage therapist and a nurse were added to the home live-in staff.
Before long, he added a live-in governess, who just happened to be his present secretary... Of course, everybody surmised that his secretary was already Phil's mistress...
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| Bedsprings, settling into to a familiar cadence, as the moaning and murmuring bombard her at a staccato pace. Squeals and urgent mutterings are overridden by a chanted "Uh, uhh, uuhhh," ramping up to a long, emphatic, "Huhhhhh-uuhh!” Quickly, the whole aural vignette begins again, the decibel level jacked up a few notches. Rhonda is having one of her multi-orgasmic episodes, while Phil builds toward his own climax. How the Hell does the bitch do that? Jackee is inexplicably breathless, her heart racing with a strange excitement their sexual escapades somehow stir in her. for five weeks her sole sensation revolved around floating weightlessly in a dark, quiet pond. Then Rhonda arrives, and Jackee’s inundated by waves of erotic stimuli, slowly at first, but with growing intensity. The mirrored surface of her black lagoon ripples, small wavelets escalating to a heavy roil, swamping her with surging waves of erotic arousal. Electric-like bolts charge dead nerves, her heart hammering mercilessly at her breast, her skin afire with what are surely imagined goose bumps. A slippery wetness (also imagined?) flows between her thighs. Both terribly exciting and cruelly frustrating, she reluctantly cherishes their intensity, even if only as a fantasy. She feels alive again, rift with sensations far beyond anything she’s ever experienced, even before the accident. In some strange way, she’s tapped into Rhonda's carnal soul, swept along as the redhead plunges through climax after climax. This is too much! I’ve never had an orgasm, and it’s not about to happen now. They’re supposed to require a lot of time and clitoral stimulation, but that bitch has two or three every time they hit the bed. That’s something I never got from Phil. One more place he fell short. This is their second time today. Lucky the boys are at Phil's mother’s. I doubt he’d stop because our sons were home. He’s so damned arrogant, now that I’m so... so useless. Useless! That’s it exactly! ~~~ |
She had already "felt" their intimacy but, now, she was infuriated with Phil...
Stop! she screams, though no one can hear. Stop! You can't do this! Not in front of me! This is wrong! All wrong!
Rhonda wriggles around on the couch, trying to sit up.
"What?" Phil hisses, his voice clouded by passion.
"Stop. I can't do this. It's wrong. All wrong!"
Jackee and Phil are equally stunned. The redhead echoed Jackee's silent plea, almost word for word. Phil glares at her. "What’s this? You cool off last night, right in the middle of things, and now you can't make it because she's watching?"
"I... I don't know. It’s weird.”
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Being "tuned in" to Rhonda was an experience that set Jackee into much thinking and even more experiments. She and the boys were thrilled to be able to talk to each other, but carefully kept it a secret. Jackee tried to contact Kevin, but had no success... The story continues into and stays within Jackee's intimate life of being locked in...but now able to escape...
Recognize that this is the only experience that has made Jackee "feel" anything since her accident. If you do not wish to enter into the erotic life of a woman unable to otherwise move, please don't buy the book! For me it became more fascinating than sexual as Jackee became more in control. However, this brain activity was harmful to her other bodily functions and Kevin began to be concerned...
The paranormal telekinetic activities were fascinating to watch in my opinion, and I began to get an inkling of the potential...
Stunning! Extraordinary premise...The last female pictured above has actually worked herself out of being Trapped. That was an exciting discovery for me as I worked on this article, showing that, indeed, our minds are much more capable of anything that we can dream of! Still, it was scary to be inside Jackee's mind as she discovered, and at first, wished she would have died in the accident...
If you enjoy medical thrillers consider this one framed within a parapsychological suspense novel (a first for me)...You'll have a memorable experience! Highly recommended...
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I now live in sunny Florida, and split my time between writing, fishing and fine cabinet making, but my greatest love is creating riveting fiction. TRAPPED is my first novel. Look for A 3rd Time to Die!
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