Coughing Up Blood After Running Novels & Stories

He coughed, bending and hunching over, the violent spasms sounding as though he would cough up his very heart and lungs. Vanessa rose, intending to help him steady his breathing and fetch him water. But Cameron pushed her hand away, and what he coughed up was bright red blood. The vivid crimson stained his pale lips, a shocking splash of color like a crack spreading across a glass sphere. Vanessa's breath hitched. "How could this happen? I'll get a doctor." "Don't." Cameron stopped her. "It's alright. This illness isn't new; I've grown used to it."

And then the coughing started. It hit him suddenly, violently. He bent over, his hand gripping the edge of the sink as his body was wracked with coughs. He brought his other hand up to cover his mouth, trying to muffle the sound so he would not wake the house. When the coughing finally subsided, Benjamin slowly lowered his hand. It was covered in blood. Fresh, bright red blood that had come from deep in his lungs. Benjamin stared at his bloody hand, his mind struggling to understand what was happening to him.

If I collapsed in front of everyone there would be an uproar. Enduring the ever growing pain, I rushed out the kitchen without sparing anyone a glance. When I was sure I was away from scrutiny, I staggered, using the wall as a guide as I entered into the suite. I went to the bedroom, inhaling the sheets that had Vie's scent. Slowly, my breathing calmed, the pain subsiding. I opened my palms once more. And sure enough the blood was still there. How could I cough out blood? What's happening?

With rapid breathing I could expand my lungs and my body makes extra RBC to accommodate it. This was something I made myself do it after hard training. This give me extra boost and vitality as my muscles gets the extra oxygen. I sprinted towards her one more time and this time I shortened the distance between us but before I could reach for her heart, she raised her hand in air and chocked me without actually touching me. I struggled for air as she raised her right hand more. I found myself leaving the ground. The veins of my neck turned blue as I coughed struggling to wriggle from her grasp.

She was standing upright, but her eyes became blurry. She took a few deep breaths and steadied herself. Heather tried to adjust her breathing method to calm herself, but in the process, she felt worse, making her cough and spit a mouthful of blood. Her blood was a dark red, looking like it contained a tinge of black. “Ms. Riggs!” Chump came rushing in as he had just returned from getting the others to prepare the car. He wanted to check with Heather on when they should leave but walked in on her spitting blood.

I didn’t get to think much more before something cold settled in my stomach and the hairs on my arms stood up. I didn’t hear their footsteps ahead of me anymore. What the— “Mel… I think something’s strange he—” My voice cracked mid-sentence as a violent cough tore up my throat. I doubled over, coughing again, harder this time but a warm metallic taste coated my tongue. Blood. I was coughing blood. Why? I don’t eat peanuts, so this shouldn’t... “Rosa.” My mind reached for her immediately, my pulse spiking. “Rosa, something’s wrong,”

"My stomach, it hurts..." Nakoa gasps, hopping onto her feet. "What's going on?" Warmth suddenly floods my throat, tasting metallic before I cough it onto the ground, unable to control it. Looking down in horror, I see blood staining the gravel, now dripping down my chin. When I look up at Clea and Nakoa, their eyes are wide and their mouths are hanging open, as horrified and disgusted by the image of me coughing blood onto my feet.

Breathing blood into the lungs, we wanted to do some x-ray and scan but she keeps talking about money. "Is she okay, is she the one paying for it?" Craig is almost yelling. "Craig calm down." He gasped for air as Gregory ran his hand on his back. "Is that the only thing that can cause her coughing blood?" "No sir, coughing up or spitting up blood is also called hemoptysis. This can have many causes, some of them serious or also have things like chest pain fever, or even Blood clot in the lung, she might also have Pneumonia based on the excess cold been under and her lungs might also be blocked, due to inhaling fragrance she is allergic to

I pressed my palms against the tile and dropped my head. The cough came out of nowhere. It tore through my chest, violent and unexpected, doubling me over. I braced myself against the wall as another followed—and another—until something wet and metallic flooded my mouth. I looked down at my palm and saw blood. Lots of it. "Bloody hell," I whispered. I stayed there until the coughing stopped. Until I could breathe again. Until I'd washed the last of it down the drain. Then I stepped out, dried off, put on some clothes, found my pills, and swallowed them without water.

I'd never run this fast in my life. Still, when I reached the sink, nothing came up. After a bout of dry heaving, I started coughing. It was the kind of cough that made it feel like my lungs were about to be ripped out of my chest. It was unbearable. Eventually, I braced myself against the counter. I stared at the bloodstains in the sink, my vision darkening. After a moment, I looked at my haggard reflection in the mirror, finally feeling like someone on the verge of death.