Flair POV
"How are you feeling Mrs Oakes? I'm taken to understand you've not been feeling well the last few days. Can you describe your symptoms to me?" the doctor was polite, her voice melodious as she scribbled away on the clipboard, while I sat on the bed, my legs dangling loosely, Rachel sitting on the chair and giving me a sympathetic look.
"Um, actually I guess it's not too bad," I said wryly "It's just that I've been experiencing nausea the last few days and throwing up. I keep getting a little lightheaded and dizzy" I admitted "and I thought maybe it's a blood sugar thing or something."
"Are you diabetic?" she asked quietly.
I shook my head "No."
"Okay, are you experiencing anything else? What about sensitivity to smell or noise?" she prodded me.
I shot an uncertain glance
