s… worried? what, what’s… what’s wrong with her?
*oh god this didn’t sound good. it didn’t sound good at all. was she sick? had she kept an illness from him? what could b wrong?*
“Ah here it is,” he muttered, looking up at Jack. “She’s extremely mal-nourished. Her blood sugar levels are extremely low. I’m worried she might be borderline anorexic, being as thin as she is. It’s actually amazing she did not sustain worse injuries during her accident but her calcium levels were normal so I believe she might be taking vitamins to sustain herself. However, I cannot say for sure as I do know know her medical history.”
He wrote in his file, making notes of things. “During her stay here she will be force fed through a tube until she is strong enough to eat on her own. She needs nutrition or she will have trouble recovering. I’m guessing you watch out for her, as her boyfriend?”
*he stared at the doctor, eyes wide. borderline anorexic? why was she doing that to herself? why hadn’t he noticed? her clothes, they were always so baggy on her so of course he hadn’t noticed. this made his heart hurt; how hadn’t he seen the signs? was he that bad a boyfriend? he looked to her, face pale*
y-yes i. i do i didn’t… realize we haven’t been… that close to realize but oh god… oh god… is this going to make her recovery harder?
Jack Maple 