Word: stupors
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...month and a half to defend himself publicly, he was extremely tense and complained of feeling ill. Then-according to the American Journal of Psychiatry, reporting the case for the first time in the U.S.-Lodha had two sharp bouts of malarial fever. Finally, he fell into a deep stupor. He could have passed for a dead...
...heart continued to beat and his circulatory, respiratory and alimentary systems to function. That was in September 1944. Lodha's stupor lasted more than seven years, a fact that makes it extraordinary in medical history (most stupors last only a few months at most). During this time he never moved his limbs, opened his eyes or uttered a word. His sensations and deep reflexes were gone...
Lodha had been exonerated of the old charges while he lay in the stupor, but he took the news calmly. He became bright and cheerful once more. He could remember nothing of his seven-year sleep, was unaware that his father had died in the same house a few years earlier...
...Semipalatinsk, the Siberian border town to which Dostoevsky was sent as an army private after his release from prison. Soon the smitten 33-year-old soldier and the sensitive lady were holding hands and crying into each other's sweet tea while hubby sprawled in a drunken stupor on the divan. After Isaev died, they were married. But Maria was frigid, and Dostoevsky was soon complaining: "We're living so-so . . . The heart will wither. I am quite alone...
...Wind is fresh and sweet to breathe and its gentle murmuring Cures the diseases of men, blows away the stupor of the wine, Sharpens sight and hearing, and refreshes the body . . . The Woman's Wind, the common people's wind, rises from the streets And narrow lanes, carrying clouds of dust . . . Now this wind is heavy and turgid, oppressing man's heart. It brings fever to his body, ulcers to his lips, and dimness to his eyes. It shakes him with coughing; it kills him before his time. To our Los Angeles Woman Wind, we resign ourselves...