Shoulder Blade Pain Radiating Down Arm Novels & Stories

They've been nailing our men to the ground with these fucking silver rods. We can't move once this is through us. Especially when it's through our torso. If it would have been through a fleshy part of my leg or arm, I might have been able to tear it out. But unfortunately, this is through my shoulder, just under my collarbone. I literally can't move. The pain is excruciating, the silver burns so bad. It feels like it's seeping into my veins. But I know that it's impossible, it's too soon... At least I think so.

The cool water soothes the dryness, and I take a few greedy sips, feeling it trickle down my throat, grounding me. “Thank you,” I murmur, my voice hoarse, and Camden swallows, his gaze never leaving mine. “Are you all right?” he asks, and I blink, struggling to focus, to assess the strange numbness in my arm. I try to flex the fingers of my left hand, but there’s a sharp, throbbing pain, like something’s caught. My heart sinks as I realize something’s wrong. “My shoulder—” I whisper, fear creeping back in.

“Yes, we did. Now relax.” I rolled my eyes. “It’ll probably be days or weeks before that happens.” I wiggled in my seat to try and stretch my muscles out, and got a twinge. “There’s so much tension in my back.” “From all the anxiety. We can go home, have a nice relaxing bath, and decompress.” “I can’t get my wound wet yet.” “True. Speaking of—how are you feeling?” “The meds are helping with the pain.” I flexed the fingers on my left hand. The sling held my arm close to my chest, gauze wrapped all around my shoulder. A dull pain thumped through my shoulder, but I didn’t mind—it reminded me I was alive.

' All of a sudden, I felt an excruciating, sharp pain in my left shoulder. The ache making me drop to my knees as I slowly bring my hands to the area. Jahred runs over and takes his dress suit off, to only drape it over Fonz. I was now being yanked by my hair, indicating that my body must be in shock and dropped my barrier shield down. Jahred then rips out a small dagger from between my shoulder and arm pit. the blood filling my once white blouse. I in so much pain, I couldn't even talk. The air in my lungs were disappearing, my knees were sore and my stomach was cramping.

The doctor started explaining, after he sat down on his seat. Few months have passed. Jace has been having discomfort on his shoulder that was shot. Most especially when he is exercising in the gym or lifting weights. Eliana convinced him to go to the doctor so that they can check if something is the matter with the shoulder. Now from the look of things, he might have a problem there.

I'm sure she was worried. I looked around when I spotted the button over my left side. I sighed, reaching that button seemed like a lot of work right now. I took a deep breath before leaning towards my left to reach the button. I felt a scalding pain in my left shoulder and I couldn't help it but I cried out in pain. That would get a nurse's attention because it was semi-cry and part growl. My right hand touched my left shoulder to numb the pain and I felt a padding of bandages in my shoulder. Was my shoulder the reason I was in the hospital?

I already know how to get there… I just can’t do it alone. I stare up at the ceiling like an idiot, as if it might blink back at me with divine wisdom. It doesn’t. Of course it doesn’t. Then something slams into me. A sudden, sharp ache blooms deep in my shoulder, and I jolt upright with a gasp. What the hell? The pain radiates outward like fire licking through my veins. Before I can even process it, another jab slices up my neck. I choke. My lungs refuse to expand. I can’t breathe.

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.

CIARA The pain in my shoulder woke me up. It was a sharp, deep ache that made it hard to even drag air into my lungs, and every time I tried to shift my weight, my limbs felt completely pinned down against the mattress. Right next to my head, a heart monitor was beeping too fast, the loud rhythm making my skull throb.

*River* Pain lances through my arm, a sharp reminder of just how close I came to losing everything. I grit my teeth, forcing myself to focus on Dust, her face a swirl of worry and determination, but the throbbing in my shoulder draws my attention away. The blood seeps through my shirt, a crimson blossom that stains the fabric and sends a chill racing down my spine. This isn’t just a cut..: it’s something worse, but I can't let her know.