The next day, The Doctor was still asleep, His body was curled up in all the blankets. He seemed exhausted from the night before, it had been too much effort for him to get up and save her. Now he just wanted to rest.
He seemed to sleep right up until Midday, when he opened his eyes slowly, he didn't really want to get up, he closed his eyes again.He was never this lazy and had never felt so ill before.
He knew he would be better in a few days he hoped.