Pulsating Shoulder Blade Pain Novels & Stories

And that is to face my own pain and fix it. Taking a deep breath, I use my right hand to feel the area around my shoulder. Something is not in place, alright. But apart from the sting and the tenderness beginning to transpire, it's nothing serious. So in one go, I push against my shoulder, popping it back into place.

I tried to take the knife in my hand, but it was far from my reach, and I was unable to move my hand. I can feel the pain building up in my shoulder and ribs, but I can't see the person in front of me as my vision is blurry because of tears.

my question died down in my throat as I felt a sharp pricking pain in my left shoulder. Dizziness hit me as the pain in my shoulder increased. I looked down at it and found blood slowly building at the spot. I looked back up at Chris as my legs weakened and my vision blurred –Annabeth had come through with her threat.

Hunter watched them with a pale face. While she was hugging him in relief, a pang of pain burst along the length of Hunter's spine. He reached a hand behind his back to touch the aching spot under his right shoulder's glenohumeral joint. Since he was soaked to the bone, he couldn't feel much. But when he brought his fingers in front of his eyes, his eyebrows flew up at what he saw. Tbc...

Her chest tightened. At first, it was subtle—an uncomfortable pressure, like a hand gently pressing down on her sternum. She shifted, thinking it was just the stress from the day catching up with her. But the pressure grew stronger, more persistent. Her breath hitched as her heart began to pound erratically, a sharp, stabbing pain radiating through her chest. Scarlet froze, her hand instinctively flying to her chest as her pulse raced out of control. The room seemed to tilt for a moment, her vision blurring at the edges. Panic surged through her veins as the pain intensified, each heartbeat echoing like a drum in her ears.

The blade. A sharp breath escaped from my lips. I honestly would have thought that it had all been a bad dream but then I was struck with a massive pain that shot through me. It stretched from the top of my head and traveled all the way down my body, settling mainly in my lower chest and right side of my face. I tried to push myself up but immediately cringed at the unexpected pain that spiraled in my wrist. I attempted to place more of my weight on my other arm and had better luck.

I stayed right where I was, watching the way her hair fell over her shoulder. "You're still standing there," she said without looking up. "It's my yard," I said. "And it's my patient." She zipped the bag shut and finally looked at me. Her eyes were very clear in the daylight. "Your left shoulder has been tight for two weeks. You're compensating for it in your upper cut. You’re tilting your weight to the right to keep the tension off the joint." I felt a weird jolt in my chest. I thought I’d been hiding that perfectly. I hadn't even told my Beta.

My teeth grazed her pulse, the heat of her racing heartbeat fueling the fire in my veins. But then suddenly, I felt a stab on the back of my shoulder as a rush of pain shot through my nerves. But I didn't care about that. I couldn't care about that... I have experienced much more pain than this and got stabbed several times. But then, out of nowhere, a sharp pain seared through my shoulder, the cold steel sinking deep into my flesh. For a split second, I froze, my mind struggling to process what had just happened. The agony shot through me like a bolt of lightning, a rush of searing heat spreading across my back.

I let my head rest back against the wall, eyes closing as the pain in my shoulder throbbed steadily. “Hold on,” I murmured under my breath, not even sure if I meant it for her or for myself.

The weight lifts. I don't move. I don't breathe. I press my forehead to the cold ground and breathe in through my nose and out through my mouth and shake. The heat is still in my blood. Fainter now, receding, but present, a low hum where there was nothing before. A frequency. A channel that has been switched on and doesn't know how to switch back off. My shoulder is wrong. My palms are torn. Something in my ribs when I breathe in, not broken, maybe, but not right.