She was sick again in the morning, but by that time he was already gone. She was glad he didn't have to see her like this; clutching the toilet seat and heaving. There was something seriously wrong with her, but she just couldn't figure it out.
She would ask another medic, she decided. Even though she was fully trained and perfectly capable of figuring out nearly every medical condition known to man, and some perhaps not; for some reason she just couldn't figure out what was wrong with her own body.
Once the illness had subsided she stood and rinsed her mouth at the sink, staring at her reflection.
She looked awful, but still she smiled. After all, she wasn't alone.