The Doctor used the tissues, he just looked miserably ill and lay back after. He knew his friends would make sure that he was ok. He sniffed a bit. He was rubbing his head a bit, he flopped back onto the pillows. 
He coughed more and he curled up in the blankets.

"It will be ok Doctor," JAck replied. He knew the Doctor needed rest. He made sure to keep his fever down. He tried to push The Doctor back onto the bed, "Hey no getting up." He said. He knew the Doctor was trying to get up.

The Doctor was looking at him "But the TARDIS." He whispered.