Cobblestone Throat Cause Novels & Stories

My head throbbed, and my throat felt like I swallowed a bunch of blades. "Okay. Take some deep breaths," he advised, his voice crisp and professional, a stark contrast to the fear and panic coursing through my veins. "I can't. It fuckin' hurts." I coughed again, wincing at the horrible stinging of my throat, my aching chest, and the incessant throbbing beneath my temples. His pause on the other line didn't last five seconds. "Any new symptoms?"

I used the wall as a support as I slid up, and then the pain in my back increased and I couldn't stop the coldness that attacked me. My throat felt dry suddenly and I could taste something familiar but almost forgotten in my mouth, then the cough attacked me and when I opened my mouth, what came out was blood, now I knew how serious this was. Seems I had done too much, especially my throat which I am still hoping will heal.

Yeah, I know why this tube is in my throat. It’s because I can’t breathe without it. The thing on my neck, which I still don’t know what it is, is infected and swollen, both from the inside and outside. It puts pressure on my throat, restricting my breathing. “Okay, I’m going to check your neck now. If you feel any pain, just tap your fingers, okay?” I nod weakly and tap my fingers. “You’re in pain now?” I nod again.

I smile, lift my glass, and take a sip too. The taste hits me strangely. Not bad just bitter at the edges. I pause, tongue rolling the flavor over cautiously. It’s probably just the wine. I shrug it off. But then I felt a sudden itch in the back of my throat, and I coughed. Keiran chuckles, nudging me playfully. “Went down the wrong pipe?” I try to respond, but nothing comes out. The itch sharpens. Spreads. I cough again, harder. And again. My throat feels like it’s closing in, squeezing tight from the inside.