Pain Below Left Shoulder Blade After Eating Novels & Stories

I heaved a sigh as I moved to sit up but I felt a sharp pain from my ribs. "Ugh," I groaned in pain, closing my eyes and waiting for the annoying pain to reduce. Slowly, I managed to sit up but not without getting the same pain again. I groaned. Letting out a sigh, I looked around me. I don't see Pablo anywhere. I winced the minute I felt another pain but from my shoulder. Fuck you, Carlos! I looked at my shoulder where the bandage is. It has a little blood on it. I looked down at my ribs. The bandage around it has blood on it as well.

So in one go, I push against my shoulder, popping it back into place. The pain that attacks my body after that makes my vision go white for a second. I growl deep in my throat, trying not to scream as it starts to peak. But eventually, it subsides. I tested my shoulder and my arm, and much to my relief, it's working now. Even though it's still stiff and painful. With that, I turn my focus to Carlos.

Blair I could feel much needed warmth seeping through my aching body from the central heating of the office building and I involuntarily let out a sigh of relief that quickly turned into a grimace as a bolt of pain seared through my bruised ribs like a knife slice. I cringed and gritted my teeth, my hand coming to rest over my left side as I stifled a moan, breaths escaping my nostrils in small whistles as I struggled to breathe through the pain.

I forget about anything else and bow to pick her up. "Aaaahhh." I groan with unbearable pain in my right shoulder blade. I don't know why I am having the feeling of something stabbing in my back. I feel numbness in my legs. Aayu looks at me with a shocked face. I almost fall on the floor but Aayu holds me before that. "Iruuuuuu... Nooooo... Why did you do that?" Aayu is yelling with fear and pain. My vision is blurry, just my ears are working.

Blair kicked off her boots without caring where they landed and staggered toward the bed. The moment she lay down on her back, she winced. I froze and asked in concern. “Are you okay?” She waved a hand like it was nothing, but her face tightened for a second. “Yeah, it just… happens sometimes.” “What happens?” I asked gently, moving towards her. She shifted slightly, and pressed her palm against her side. “My ribs, and sometimes my shoulder. They're just old injuries.” She let out a short breath. “After the accident, I feel a little pain now and then. It comes and goes.”

It didn’t take long for me to get myself in class and by the time the bell rang for lunch, it felt like I had no strength left in me. The ache in my cheek had worsened and anytime I moved my face, it throbbed. My ribs ached too but I kept a straight face and my chin up even though it felt like I could fall any moment. The pain in the shoulder throbbed but my mom had tied the bandages so it didn’t move when I was attacked.

I grabbed my phone again. This time, Dr. Chen answered my call after several rings. "Enzo, you okay? I just got out of the lab. Sorry." "I think I need a pulse oximeter, Doc." "The chest pain and shortness of breath only got worse?" "Yeah," I choked out amid a loud cough. My entire chest, back, and abdominal area would ache every single time I let out a cough. My head throbbed, and my throat felt like I swallowed a bunch of blades.

“It’s a ten, it’s a ten—never hurt like this, ohhhh.” “Towards the front or the back? Right or left?” I asked, carefully feeling his stomach the best I could in his position. His abs were tensed, but there wasn’t any abnormal sloshing in the abdominal cavity. There probably wasn’t an internal bleed, not that I could know for certain without an ultrasound. “Just—middle!” he grunted, and I mentally ruled out kidneys, liver, and gallbladder. “It’s like something’s trying to eat its way out of me—ahh!”

I managed, my voice rough, exhaustion pressing down on every part of me now that the adrenaline had fully abandoned me. The trainer arrived moments later, examining my shoulder with careful, professional hands, his expression tightening the longer he looked, murmuring something to Mike about needing imaging done as soon as possible, about how this looked far more serious than simple overuse. I barely registered the words, exhaustion and pain tangling together until I could hardly process anything beyond the throbbing ache consuming my entire right side. The team celebrated around me, distant and muffled, the win feeling hollow and far away despite the scoreboard's insistence that tonight had