Ch. 14
Two weeks had passed since Anthony was raped and James had not shown up since then. Anthony had finally started talking more again a few days prior, and Ichabod seemed to be doing better too. He wasn't looking quite as sick, at least.
Anthony's leg was still healing. Ada or Frederik checked on it every day, making sure it was still in alignment. They took great care to make sure that he and Sweeney were healthy.
Knowing what they might do if he didn't comply, Sweeney had begun following the doctor's instructions. He ate the three meals a day that they gave him and didn't complain.
This morning, though, Sweeney felt different. He'd woken up early feeling very nauseated. He'd laid in bed for a few minutes, trying to wait it out, but it seemed to get worse and worse. Sweeney had ended up leaning over the side of the bed and vomiting on the floor. Anthony hadn't been feeling too great either, and when he heard Sweeney get sick, he got sick as well. The doctors had walked in to find vomit everywhere.
Neither doctor seemed surprised by this. They'd led Sweeney and Anthony to two separate washrooms to clean up. Sweeney felt weak and had a hard time walking. His stomach still hurt and he felt shaky. Ada noticed and took pains to help him get into the bathtub, then began to run warm water.
Sweeney felt awkward having this woman help him bathe. Previously, they'd let him do it himself, but now that he was sick, the doctors did not seem to want to leave him alone. He tried not to look at her as she used a washrag to clean his back.
After the bath was done, she gave Sweeney a pair of blue pajamas to change into. He was surprised by this. He'd be forced to wear a nightshirt for days now, so having an actual pair of pajamas seemed almost like a treat. Ada then led him back to bed.