Tasha sighed some what as she lay there and looked up towards Lincoln, she would hear the irritation in his voice. [color=a187be]"He's just trying to help, you know as well as he does that as soon as I feel the least bit of energy up will try to get out of this bed to at least pace the room,"[/color] she said with a small smirk on her lip, trying to lighten the mood somewhat. 

	It was a mistake, soon as her lip stretched, the dry tattered skin split and started to bleed. Wincing slightly she reached over and grabbed a tissue from the night stand, pressing it to her lip as she grumbled under her breath. Laying her head back she stared at the ceiling. [color=a187be]"Maybe I should just stay here. You shouldn't have to stop you life for this. You could go back to work, have a break, get some real rest,"[/color] she said without looking at him. 

	She needed constant care at this point and Lincoln had been her nursemaid since everything started. It had to be getting to him at this point and truth be told she didn't want him seeing her like this constantly. Closing her eyes, she tried to push the thought out of her mind. She didn't want him to see her like this but she didn't want to be away from him. Thing was, it might not be up to her much longer. The door slowly openly and Dr. Kumar poked his head in just long enough to motion for Lincoln to join him in the hallway. He had her results.