Waking Up With Bloody Nose And Headache Novels & Stories

Blood spewed out like a gush of water from a tap. “That’s for the disrespect, and if found out you're lying, I'd be back,” I promised, walking away with Oliver. *** WREN Migraine, bumping blood in the brain, dizziness, it was all that was happening to me. My eyes were barely opening, all I could see was darkness, no light at all. My lips was swollen, aching the fuck out of me. I couldn't even breathe properly because my nose has been stuffed with tissue, so I tried using my mouth for assistance.

Everything happens so fast after that as I feel a blow to my nose from the impact of Freya's fist and my body goes crashing down and everything goes black. Pain overwhelms me as I begin to gain consciousness. I find myself lying flat on the cold bathroom floor and my body feels so heavy. I slowly raise my head and I feel a throbbing pain on my nose that sends tears running down my eyes. My body wobbles a bit as I scoop myself off the ground and it takes everything in me to stand up straight. I feel warm liquid at the top of my mouth and I wipe if off with my right hand only to find out that it's dried blood.

Blood is still dripping from my broken nose, and I try so hard not to think about it. Eventually, I try to get up, but everything hurts, and my body refuses to move. I stay still for a few more minutes, then I try to get up again. It takes me five minutes to stand up. My legs are shaking, and I steady myself with the help of the counter. And I smell it. I look down, and I see blood on the white floor. The smell and sight of it make me faint. Memories that haunt me every night creep into my mind–memories that will torment me forever.

William sprang up from his bed, jolted by the sunlight streaming through his bedroom window, piercing his eyes. He rushed into the bathroom and leaned over the basin, welcoming the cool water that cascaded over his head, a futile attempt to alleviate the throbbing migraine that had plagued him upon waking. As he stared at his reflection in the mirror, an odd yet profound dream lingered in his mind, though the details remained frustratingly elusive. Straining to remember only worsened his headache.

His heart felt hot and humid, as though it was summer after a downpour. "Let me see it." Rosalyn ran toward Jim and held his hand, studying his nose. She took out a piece of tissue to wipe away the blood from his nose, her eyebrows knitted together as she did. "Do you feel anything else apart from your bleeding nose? Does your head hurt?" Jim looked at Rosalyn's worried eyes, and his own eyes narrowed.

he muttered under his breath. * The next morning, Hayden woke with a splitting headache. He sat up slowly, pressing a hand to his temple. It felt as if every ounce of strength had been drained from his body. He stared at the ceiling for several seconds before throwing back the blanket and getting out of bed. That was when he noticed it. A dark red mark against the gray sheets. He frowned. What was that? It looked like a bloodstain. But where would blood have come from? His head was pounding too violently for him to think clearly. The ache from the hangover swallowed any attempt at careful reasoning.

It’s been a while since I didn’t stay the night awake, it’s time for a night shift. I wanted to come back to Robert, who was waiting for me where I left him. My body felt heavier than usual; in fact, I’ve been feeling it lately a lot. Just this time, it was so difficult to heft my body; it felt like a burden to me. I shook my hands, trying to get rid of this feeling, but to my surprise, my nose was bleeding. I started to cough blood. « What’s the matter? Are you alright, Reina? »

I woke up with a terrible headache, Henry was still sleeping when I woke up I quickly brushed my teeth and headed to the kitchen to look for some pills. After drinking the pills I headed back upstairs, even though the headache is killing me I unfortunately have to go to work so I had to bath and go to work.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked. I should probably go call the doctors-“ She doesn’t let him finish, instead “What happened?” She asks. “You had a sudden headache, and you started bleeding from your nose. It was so severe that you passed out. I thought you would not wake.” He explains carefully with a terrified voice and her heart goes out to him, wondering the hell he must have gone through during those moments. He’s wearing a grey T-shirt and a black Jean. His hair looks a little longer than the last time she remembers and so are his beards and she wonders when last he shaved. His eyes are a little tired and worn out, as though they’ve not had sleep in days.

But I just ignored her insanity. When morning came, the repetitive sound coming from my alarm woke me up from my slumber. I yawned and pulled myself up. However, a curse fell from my lips as an excruciating pain shot through my head. I can also feel my body burning. I breathed deeply and attempted to stand up, but I ended up falling back to bed. I sneezed, feeling a bit dizzy while rubbing my runny nose. There's also this irritating obstruction in the back of my throat.