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Everybody body looked to one another for about three minutes. We had no idea what to do after that. It certainly wasn't a comfortable situation.
"How about I go and look for Thor?" Steve volunteered. "Who knows where he will wander off..." he said as he stood up.
Natasha stood as well. "I'll find Clint. Probably perching in a stairwell or something."
I chuckle. "Good idea. And thanks." I say.
The two left the room. Tony and Bruce were the only ones left. "Party time!" Tony said.
Bruce and I just laughed. "Oh yeah. This'll be one heck of a party with me stuck in this bed and the only other mobile guest is a guy who doesn't like to let his heart rate climb." I said.
Tony shrugged. "Didn't say it was going to be an awesome party..."
"Wanna play some cards? Blackjack? Texas Hold 'Em?" Bruce asked. "Who says I don't like to party?" he joked and pulled out a deck of cards.
I winced. "Would you be ashamed if I told you I only know how to play Go Fish?"
Tony and Bruce's mouths hung open for a few moments. It was rather funny.
Bruce was the first to speak. "I can't believe it. I spent a major portion of my adult life in countries that lacked basic sanitation, much less decks of cards, and I still know more games than you..." he taunted.
"You're lame." Tony added on.
"Hey!" I exclaimed. "Don't make fun of the invalid!" I say. "And will you play Go Fish with me or not?"
The two men looked at each other and shrugged. "Eh, I guess so..." Bruce said, and with that my uncles proceeded to deal the cards.
"It's still a child's game." Tony quipped.
"You're a child's game!" I retort. "And do you have any two's?"
Tony snorted, but handed me three two's.
We had been playing for quite some time. I had won all the rounds but three. I was in the midst of drawing a card when a horrible feeling suddenly gripped my stomach. I dropped my hand of cards and covered my mouth.
"Oh jeez!" Tony shouted. Bruce ran into the bathroom and found a plastic container and tossed it to Tony, who put it under my face just as I began vomiting horribly. I tried sitting up and Bruce supported my back and stroked my hair while Tony helped hold the bucket and gripped my arm. I threw up four more times before the feeling left my stomach. Bruce grabbed me a glass of water and I tried to get the sour taste out of my mouth while Tony called for Dr. Tanner.
Dr. Tanner walked in the room with his clipboard. "I understand you vomited five consecutive times?"
"Yes. I suddenly had this terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. I threw up, and then it was gone." I explained.
Dr. Tanner scribbled something on his clipboard. "I'm sorry Beth, but due to the fact that we do not know the behavior of this virus,I will have to put you on a feeding tube of sorts. We can have this one be more iv-like and connect with the one already in your hand in order to be more comfortable. I don't want to take anymore chances by having you eat solid food until we can figure this out."
I sigh. "Whatever fixes me the fastest." I reply.
Dr. Tanner smiled a little. "I'm glad you are in such good spirits. I will check on you at the beginning of my night shift if nothing else arises." he said and walked out the door.
"I don't wanna get a feeding tube..." I say and cover my face in my hands.