The Doctor lay down weakly. He seemed very sick, it was almost if he was worse. He had a hand across his forehead. The time lord seemed painned as he breathed.
He knew the bucket was near by at least. "Now this really is making me feel old." He chuckled slightly. He then winced as he felt one of his hearts slow up. 
He see's Donna return "Ah brilliant... just what I need, but they need boiling in water."