Terasa Sesak Di Dada Novels & Stories

Melihat Vera yang terus menggigit bibir bawahnya sambil memegangi lututnya yang masih gemetar, Adrian bertanya pelan, "Masih sangat syok, Mbak?" "Duh... jantungku masih mau copot rasanya. Padahal lusa aku ada presentasi besar di depan dewan direksi. Kalau kondisiku berantakan begini karena stres, aku benar-benar bisa dalam masalah besar," keluh Vera dengan raut wajah cemas. Adrian terdiam sejenak, memperhatikan telapak tangan Vera yang masih basah oleh keringat dingin. "Mau saya bantu rilekskan sarafnya? Kebetulan saya bawa minyak terapi di tas."

So, how did Derek smell them? "Fine, let us say your nose is right," Cora challenges, feeling like a weak pup despite her grand title. "How would your herbs solve my chest tightness and shortness of breath?" Derek explains plainly, "Your chest discomfort is unique to your build. It is primarily due to your well-endowed chest causing excessive weight and pressure on your lungs, especially when your quick temper makes your heart race. The only solution is to control your anger, focus on relaxation techniques, or undergo a flesh-reduction surgery to slightly decrease the... size of your breasts."

She gently stroked her chest with one hand with the other on the table supporting her as she tried to steady herself. It was an unusual sensation that had been happening recently, but the frequency was increasing rapidly. Sometimes, Heather even felt her insides churning, like something was about to break out. She thought it was a sign that her inner strength was about to improve, so she did not pay much attention to it and tried her best to take slow, deep breaths to ease her discomfort. However, this issue happened too frequently and was especially bad today. It felt like there was a heavy stone pressing down on Heather’s chest. She felt like she was suffocating. She was standing upright,

“Before we begin, I want to ask—was there anything you didn’t mention earlier? Anything else you’ve been feeling that you might have forgotten to say?” The woman hesitated for a moment. She bit her lip as if debating whether to speak. Sophia noticed the hesitation. “You don’t have to be afraid. Anything you tell me will help me understand your condition better.” The woman sighed and nodded. “Actually, there is something else.” Sophia waited patiently. The woman took a deep breath. “Sometimes, I feel like my chest gets tight. It’s not exactly pain, but it feels like there’s pressure, like something heavy is sitting on my chest. It lasts for a few minutes and then goes away.”

Dokter Rasyid kemudian memberiku tisue, "Ini, Bu, buat bersihin keringat, sampai bercucuran begitu." "Terima kasih, Dok, maaf jadi merepotkan." "Tidak repot, Bu. Bu Tiara phobia ketinggian, ya? Tarik nafas dalam-dalam, Bu, lalu hembuskan pelan-pelan. Coba rileks jangan tegang." Aku mempraktekkan semua yang disarankan Dokter Rasyid tapi ketika mata kubuka, melihat luar jendela, aku kembali panik, kepalaku pusing. Buru-buru kututup mata kembali.

Andrew calmly replied, "Not only do I know about your vaginal atresia, but I'm also aware that you've been experiencing insomnia, hormonal imbalances, frequent chest tightness, and shortness of breath. These are dangerous symptoms that could lead to asphyxiation." Francesca was truly puzzled. Even if Lauren had revealed her personal medical condition, he had never told anyone about her other symptoms. So, how did Andrew know about them? "Fine, let's say you're right. How would you solve my chest tightness and shortness of breath?" Francesca challenged, feeling like a novice despite her impressive medical background. Andrew explained, "Your chest discomfort is unique. It's primarily due to yo

Tera let out a weary sigh inside her black sedan. She gazed out at the bustling city park, wanting to get out and enjoy the night air, but her racing thoughts made her hesitant to step out. Tera just wanted to sit in her car and contemplate everything. Her chest felt tight for some reason. She knew something was wrong with her husband, but she couldn't bring herself to talk about her suspicions further because she was afraid to admit her fears. Tears welled up in her eyes. Her head throbbed, and her heart ached.

Teresa Is this the pressure my father and Derrick used to face at council meetings? Predatory, hauntingly chilling to make your spine shoot up as if you’re sitting on a pot of steaming water. As large as the room was, it felt surprisingly small, closing down on me by the growing second. Drawing deep breaths was taboo because not only did the hot air dry my throat, but sharp strokes of pain accompanied my ribs whenever my lungs expanded.

Teresa ground the word out from between her teeth. Her chest heaved violently, and her eyes turned bloodshot from a mix of fury and a kind of nameless, suffocating panic.

Tatapan mereka membuat kepala Venus gatal lagi. “Dan kau adalah ...?” Kendati Venus yakin Pak Zub hanya berpura-pura tidak tahu, gadis itu tetap saja menjawabnya. “Venus Samudera, Pak.” “Pertanyaan bagus, Venus,” puji Pak Zub, kemudian mengalihkan tatapan pada yang lain. “Gejalanya sama, tetapi ditambah dengan satu peringatan terakhir. Saat kita berlebihan dalam mengerahkan Bakat, gejala-gejala seperti yang dikatakan Lira tadi akan muncul. Kemudian, jika keadaan semakin memburuk, tubuh kita akan mengirimkan peringatan terakhir berupa sentakan menyakitkan pada perut. Peringatan terakhir ini harus dihiraukan, jika tidak, kita akan mati dalam waktu lima menit selanjutnya.”