The next day, after school, I started investigating my mother’s condition again. Since brains and souls were so deeply intertwined… I really needed to understand how they worked with each other before I could safely heal my mother. But after my first successful shapeshifting experint, I had a little bit more hope. Maybe if I investigated my mother's mind again, I could figure out a faster way to cure her.
Felix and Old Mo hung out with while I looked over my mother again, half to offer suggestions as I worked.
After I got set up, I started by observing my mother's brain with my spatial sight. From this perspective, the chunks of crystalized mold in her brain looked like tumors. I didn't see an easy way to extract them, though. I might be able to shapeshift away the tissue surrounding so of those 'tumors' - but I had no idea how to keep my mother's soul attached to her body in the process. Through my soul-sight, I could still see that my mother's soul was firmly attached to her brain... but I had no idea how the two were connected.
“Could you just cut out the chunks of hardened mold in your mother’s brain?” asked Old Mo, as I stared at the organ in question. "If you get doctor Trish to use a scalpel or sothing, that could work."
“Well… so of the chunks of crystalized mold are pretty close to the center of her brain,” I said. “I don't know if there's even a way to remove them without killing her. If I knew how souls connected to brains better, it might be possible to just... stuff my mother's soul in a jar for a bit and fix her brain. Or sothing. But I have no idea how that works.” I frowned. “And if I try to use essence to dislodge the crystalized mold, the chunks of mold have a good chance of entering my mother’s arteries. Which would then cause a stroke and possibly kill her on the spot. Right now, my mother’s brain is already filled with layers of crystalized mold, and I doubt her health is good enough to handle several strokes. Heck, if I didn’t constantly heal her, she probably would have had several strokes and died already."
“Well... if she should have had several strokes, but hasn’t, maybe that’s a good avenue for research," said Felix, thoughtfully. "I an, your healing is obviously able to heal the symptoms of a stroke - but as far as I know, you possess no ability to handle the ‘root cause.’ Despite that fact, your healing has sohow fixed the problem. This might be a good point of investigation,” said Felix.
I frowned. Felix actually made a pretty good point. I started paying closer attention to the way my mother's brain looked. I spent several minutes comparing it with what I thought would look 'natural,' as well as the way most human brains looked. Eventually, I realized sothing.
“It looks like my healing magic has slowly rewired where so of her arteries go,” I said. “Not very well… after all, she's almost never conscious. But I suspect that this is the best possible route for her blood to travel now. My magic just kept moving things around, step by step, until it found a path that kept her alive. Or at least, I think that's what happened," I said.
"So it's possible for your healing magic to change blood flow without killing the patient," said Felix. "If you can work with that, you just need to find a way to get rid of the crystalized mold itself."
I nodded. “The issue is doing so without causing her to have a stroke, or breaking everything horribly and killing her on the spot.” The difference between my magic fixing sothing and understanding it had never been clearer to . I hadn't even realized that my healing had moved my mother's arteries around until Felix ntioned it. I sank into thought. If my magic could do it, that ant I could, too. I just needed to figure out what was happening behind the scenes, and then replicate it...
While I was discussing my progress with Felix and Old Mo, Sallia sent a ssage that caught by surprise.
she said.
I asked. Sallia wasn't really able to do much these days, since she was dead. She was mostly moral support these days.
asked Sallia. she said. Even though I couldn’t see her, I could still hear the smile in Sallia’s voice as she spoke.
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