Novel & Cerita Tasting Blood After Coughing

His pupils narrowed as the veins along his neck became more visible. He gritted his teeth, while his hand remained pressed against his chest. "Not today…. Not at least in front of Zeke…. I can't show myself like this to him…” His stomach suddenly twisted. Zachary barely reached the toilet before a violent cough escaped his throat. He bent forward as another cough followed. Then blood came up. Black blood. It spilled from his mouth into the toilet, thick and dark enough to make his stomach turn. Zachary stared at it in disbelief, another violent cough shook his body, and more black blood followed.

I coughed. “Your bouts of coughing continue to grow worse. What is this? The tests show you don’t have cancer, there’s nothing wrong inside your body & the x-rays show nothing— even the MRI’s. I’m concerned, Kennedi. I should really get you out of here,” worry displayed across his face. He handed me a handkerchief from his pocket. “Thanks,” I said in between coughs. My coughing fits varied everyday, but everyday, they worsened. Today was the day.. the day blood came with the coughing.

I tsked. I went downstairs and looked at the kitchen that he was there preparing breakfast but he wasn't there. I looked around the room and was surprised to see him lying there and unconscious. "Hey where the fuck are you!!" I screamed and immediately approached him for help before calling an ambulance. ... “COUGHING up blood from your respiratory tract is referred to as hemoptysis. It is one of the most common symptoms of lung cancer." The doctor said calmly. "W-what? C-cancer?!" I asked a lot of questions and couldn't believe what I was saying.

After consuming a spoonfull of meal after another, Mayari suddenly started to cough hard like there is a stone stuck in her throat, that she fell from her chair and puke. "Ms. Mayari! Are yo-" Lissy's eyes suddenly widened in terror. Mayari not only vomited the undigested food on the floor but along with it is red claret blood.

Jared’s hands were trembling, he did not manage to finish reading, he fell on his back all of a sudden, and passed out. Susan screamed hysterically while Fiona was busy crying, Susan came down from upstairs to slap Jared’s cheek, it took some time for Jared to wake up. However, Jared started to cough non-stop, and he was coughing so badly that he was almost losing his breath. Susan was helping him to calm down, after Jared coughed for a while, suddenly he took out his handkerchief and covered his mouth. Fiona shouted in surprise, “Dad, you’re coughing blood!” Jared passed out again after she shouted.

I said making him laugh till the point that he began to cough thanks to the chili in there. Pouring him an orange juice, I gave him a glass filled cup knowing how much his throat and chest will ve burning. Silently waiting and praying as he drag it further to his lips, but then he suddenly threw the cup with a red blood shot eyes. Oh God, I am doomed, I thought sweating already... TBC

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.

The coughing fit took my whole body, violently shaking my weak ribs until they felt ready to break under the pressure. Pressing my shaking hands to my mouth offered zero help. The constant coughing finally stopped after a minute of real pain. Lowering my hands, my tired eyes stared at the slick, warm wetness coating my skin. Bright red fresh blood stained my pale fingers. The red liquid stood out in sharp, scary contrast against the gray floor below. The dizziness grew quickly into total spinning. Gravity seemed to stop completely. The room tilted sideways at a harsh, crazy angle. Then my weak arms folded fully under the heavy strain of holding my chest.

Then I coughed. The cough hurt my throat, and I put my hand over my mouth to muffle my voice in case someone was listening. When I removed my hand, I saw a bloodstain on my palm. My vision was going from blurry to clear and blurry again. I wondered why I had blood in my cough. But before I could comprehend that, I coughed more vigorously, and blood pushed out of my throat. I panicked when I saw that, but before I knew it, I was vomiting, and it was blood all over me.