Week 4.
Jane had been having nausea issues since Monday, she thought it was the beginnings of a cold, now she was sure it was one, as Jane hovered over the cafe toilet bowl, while Rachel held Jane's hair back and Mabel patted her back.
"after your done, I think you should go home for a few days, your in no condition to work, and we can't have customers getting sick either, especially in a small town like this, someone catches something, everyone catches something, and it's best to try to mitigate as much as possible".
Jane waved her hand dismissively at Rachel, before trying to say "I'm fi...blaaaargh". Jane felt a pat to her back again, "thats right get it all out, you'll feel better once your stomach is empty" mabel tried to reassure her.
Rachel frowned at jane, "no, your not. You have the flu, honestly. Why you thought coming into work today was a good idea is beyond me, I'm also closing shop early today, and sending Mabel home to make sure you rest and actually recover, in the little time I've known you, I can tell your the type to overwork youself".
Jane wanted to protest but she was too busy emptying the contents of her stomach to argue, also she knew Rachel was too stubborn to back down.
She was also just genuinely exhausted she felt terrible, everything ached, it felt like her abdomen was being squeezed again hard. And her boobs felt really sore and tender, the odd thing Jane thought was it was still a week before her cycle should be starting, the boob thing was normal for her, she figured it was the progesterone part of her HRT doing it's job.
And why was Rachel being so mean about this Jane thought, couldn't she see that she was in distress, she touched her hand to her face, she was actually crying, she didn't usually cry at someone being the tiniest bit strict or strict in janes opinion anyway.
"Crying isn't going to get you out of being taken care of". Rachel chided her sternly.
"I know that, I'm not trying to get out of blaaargh, Anything". Jane snapped while panting.
It took another 3 hours for jane to be anywhere near done, at some point mabel had stepped out and had flipped the open sign to close, jane felt bad, she was costing them revenue.
Mabel was the one to drive jane home, jane was actually pretty thankful for that, she didn't think she'd be able to do her usual walk home in her condition.
Ugh Jane thought, she also felt bloated for some reason, she wondered if she was just imagining it.
Mabel followed closely behind her, "you should apologize to Rachel when your feeling better, you know she's just doing the mother hen act because she cares right? She asked.
"Yeah, I know, but I'm not a little kid. I don't need someone doting over me like that, it's a bit embarrassing". Jane replied.
"I can see your point, but we all need someone to take care of us, no one can do everything alone" mabel argued, jane watched her going through her cupboards, clearly looking for something, then she saw mabel grab some chicken soup cans, and a few crackers she had forgot she had brought, it wasn't a bad idea.
Jane had to admit mabel had a point.
"Chicken soup really?" Jane raised an eyebrow at Mable.
Mable laughed, while saying "you can't go wrong with a classic".
That was also a fair point jane thought.
Mabel then ushered jane to bedroom and made her change into some comfy pajamas and lay down.
"Now since I'm going to be here at least till I see you doze off, what movies do you want to watch?"
Mabel pulled out 2 VHS tapes, a old VCR and a tiny TV.
The VHS tape boxes Read, "look who's talking" and "Balto of the North"., jane felt pulled towards "look whos talking". And pointed towards it, Mable smiled, "good choice, it's super cute".
Jane slowly ate her chicken soup while watching the movie with mabel.