"He is having seizures," Martha informed the TARDIS as she walked on board. At one time she would have felt silly talking out loud to the ship expecting her to answer. It had taken her a long time to come to terms with the fact that the ship was sentient. "He has had two in the last few days, the second one just about a half an hour ago. It was severe enough that he has decided to stop breathing on his own. He is currently intubated but I am hoping to wing him off of it by the end of the day. I am planning on taking him down to have an MRI later in the day to make sure that the seizures are only from him withdrawing but I need to know if there is anything else I can do to help him."
Going over to the monitor Martha input all the information that she had received from her examination as well as the little bit of data that she had from his test results on his blood and urine work. The drug had wreaked havoc on his body throwing all of his results off. The TARDIS hummed softly as she analyzed the information then a drawer below the monitor opened with three vials inside of it. All of them were labeled in Gallifreyan but had dosing instructions in English. Looking back at the monitor, Martha saw that the first one was a medication that would assist the Doctor's energy production while the second one would help his body with the withdrawal symptoms. It wouldn't take them away completely but make them a little easier for his body to handle. The last one, though, surprised her. She read the information on it twice not sure why the TARDIS would provide a medication that blocked the telepathic centers in the Doctor's brain.
"Are you sure you want him to take this?" Martha questioned. The TARDIS hummed sadly at her as the information on the screen changed. The drug that the Doctor had been taking inhibited his ability to communicate with the TARDIS. While he thought that she had been ignoring him, she had in fact been desperately trying to reach him. Now that the drug was coming out of his system, his mind was reaching out to her again. Only he wasn't ready to connect and the last time she felt his mind it had caused the seizure. By giving him the drug to stop him from connecting to her, it would give him more time to recover. She couldn't guarantee that it would stop the seizures completely, though, as the one that he had prior wasn't due to trying to connect with her, nor was the one he had on the day that she finally brought him to the medications, Martha took them with her off the TARDIS. On the way back to the Doctor's room she stopped by the receptionist desk and set up for him to receive an MRI as well as a CT scan later in the day. She then went into the Doctor's room, administering the medications that the TARDIS had prescribed while explaining their uses to Jack. Taking another blood and urine sample, she then left them alone in the room again.
The Doctor remained reliant on the machine to breathe for him the rest of the day as he was run through several test. The MRI and CT scan both came back clear, letting Martha breathe a small sigh of relief. She wasn't sure if the seizures would become a life long problem due to his drug use, but at least, she didn't have to worry about having to try to operate on his head. Once he was back in his room, Martha gave him another head to toe examination looking for anything that she might have missed during the first couple. She found a small insignificant cut between his thumb and ring finger on his left hand. Other than that he was the same as before the seizure. It was almost ten at night before she finally decided to wing him off the machine first thing in the morning.
"Okay, Doctor enough being lazy. It's time to breathe on your own again," Martha commented the next morning as she stood by the machine. She turned the machine off waiting for the Doctor to realize that he was going to have to breathe again on his own. She didn't have to wait long as he took a small breath followed by another. He quickly fell into a steady breathing pattern that was a little shallower than normal. Not wanting to disrupt his breathing, Martha left the tube in place, putting an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose to assist with his breathing. She planned on removing the tube in about an hour as long as he planned on breathing normally. The Doctor had other plans, though.
"You're alright," Jack cooed reassuringly as not even a half an hour later a strangled gasp came from the Doctor's throat. His eyes were wide and terrified as he reached towards the tube that was down his throat. Jack grabbed his hands stopping him from pulling the tube out and injuring himself. "You stopped breathing and Martha had to intubate you. I know it is a scary thing to wake up with the tube still in your throat, but I can assure you, Doctor, you are safe." The Doctor stared up at him, his eyes pleading with Jack. "I will remove the tube but you need to keep your hands away from your throat. Can you do that?" Jack questioned the Doctor blinked at him. Taking that as a yes, he released the Doctor's hands. When the Doctor didn't immediately reach for his throat again, Jack removed the oxygen mask, then carefully eased the intubation tube out of the Doctor's throat. The Doctor gagged then coughed several times as the tube was finally removed. He glared at Jack as he put the oxygen mask back in place but he felt too weak to argue him.
"Thank you," The Doctor croaked his throat dry.
"You had us really worried Doc. I am sure that as soon as Martha gets back she is going to give you another examination," Jack informed him. He picked up the glass of water by the side of the bed. Moving the oxygen mask a little, he placed the straw to the Doctor's lips allowing him to take a drink. The Doctor drank a few sips before releasing the straw and turning his head away. Jack replaced the mask over his mouth anyways much to the Doctor's dismay.
"Don't call me Doc," He told him finally.
"Sorry Doctor," Jack responded immediately.
"Don't call me Doctor either," The Doctor replied. Jack raised an eyebrow at him.
"What should I call you then?" Jack inquired slightly confused.
"Nothing, I have no name."