Novel & Cerita Sharp Ear Pain Blowing Nose

Tears filled my eyes i'mmediately while my ears rung piercely in my head. I absentmindedly wondered whether my nose wasn't broken.. it sure hurt like hell. I reeled back but then before I could gather myself, bright lights all of the sudden flashed in my vision only for a second then a white cloth was slapped on my face. It blocked off my nose, mouth and eyes.

The clock on the wall said lunch would be over in a few minutes. I hurried to the bathroom and washed the blood off my face. The bridge of my nose hurt and it sat at an awkward angle. Grinding my teeth, I cursed my brother's name a dozen times. I held my breath and quickly pushed it back into place, hissing at the pain that made my throbbing headache worse. My eyes watered horribly and made the cuts on my face sting. I popped three more of my pain meds, cringing when I realized I only had a precious few left.

He moved it close to my nose and I felt a sharp pain. "Argh" I winced in pain and opened my eyes. I touched my nose, then found a nose ring and a small smooth of blood. "I didn't ask you to open your eyes yet!" He said coldly. Oh goodness! What else does he wanna do, I question myself inwardly

My throat felt like the Sahara Desert as I felt my toes twitch. The enhanced sound of a constant beeping was almost deafening to my ears, and my nose twitched under the strong smell of hand sanitiser and bleach. My eyes felt glued shut as I tried to open them, and I noticed it felt like days since I've used any of my senses.

This… this is sending me to death. Without wasting time, I turned around to leave— “Thud!” A sharp pain hit my nose. My face scrunched up in pain as a hiss escaped my lips. My eyes shut tightly. I quickly held my nose, worried it might be bleeding. Thankfully, it wasn’t. I let out a small breath of relief. But— “Didn’t you check where you’re going—” The words died in my throat. I slowly raised my head and froze. Cold eyes met mine.

ELENA I woke suddenly, the dryness in my mouth almost painful, my body sluggish and overheated beneath my blanket. The faint throb behind my forehead reminded me of earlier — the sharp sting of a nosebleed that had caught me off guard when Logan’s elbow slammed into my nose. I had cleaned up well enough, pressing tissues against my nostrils until the bleeding stopped. Now, there was a lingering soreness in the bridge of my nose, a faint metallic taste that hadn’t quite left me.

“I have a hard time talking as it is, give me a break.” What no one told you about getting your nose broken is how hard it was to breathe afterwards. The pain was numbed down thanks to the copious amount of painkillers the campus doctor prescribed me, but my nose felt so congested that I was desperate to blow it into the napkin, but I couldn’t do it. So, I had to live with an extremely stuffy nose, and my whole face was swollen up, and everything felt sore. I couldn’t even talk without sounding like I was underwater.

He smiles smugly not catching my sarcasm and sits back in his seat. My head starts getting groggy again, and I reach up to my forehead. It is bleeding quite a bit and I did not even realize. I put my forehead against the cool glass of the window to try and get some relief as I close my eyes. A wave of pressure falls over me, and it felt like my ears popped like when you are on an airplane.

she said. "And what part of your head do you mostly feel this pain?" I asked. "The front, near my forehead" she said as she touched it. "What does that tell you Jasmine?" I asked Jasmine who was standing beside me. "It's a migraine" she said "Coupled with a runny nose, it's just a cold ma'am and you've also been stressing yourself too much, try to take some rest once in a while, what good are we to the world if we are on a sick bed" I said with a smile.

Wishing they'd packed me a mirror, I felt around on my face with gentle fingers. The middle of my nose was tender and brought immediate tears to my eyes when I even grazed it. I blinked through the gathering liquid and took a couple of quick breaths. With a prayer that I was doing this right, I smashed my thumbs against the bumpy part right in the middle.