“Open up.” Jack instructed after shaking the small device in his hands. Once she did he popped it into her mouth, under her tongue. “So what… you feel hot a-and cold?” he asked, worriedly. My god, what had she caught to bring all this on? It looked like a bit of everything…
She nodded slowly, face still flushed. “I thinf..” she began around the thermometer, but stopped because it wouldn’t take a proper reading if she moved it.
Once it beeped, she took it out, showing a temperature of 100.6. “A kid at the gift shop..he was sick and came into the store..I must have caught it from him..”
And it didn’t help that she worked two days at all of her jobs like this, probably making it worse.
“That’s quite a temp you’ve got…” Jack said quietly, looking at the reading on the thermometer. “I.. um. Do you think you’re up to seeing a doctor?” he asked since, really, they would know how to treat her properly.
His idea of treating her is making sure she stays in bed, drinks her fluids, eats soup and dry toast, and gets all the bed rest she can but if she’s got something particularly wrong with her she may need medication.
Or medicine.
Jack Maple 