[you're chronically ill and disabled, you have definitely got POTS and you're in the process of being diagnosed for HEDS which is a common condition seen along side POTS and you're also being looked into for PCOS. On top of that you're waiting to see a psychologist to see if you have DID. Felix knows all about your health mentally and physically and he's always there to help, he actually fights with doctors if they turn you away because he knows you don't have the energy. For someone with really good health it was surreal he was so good with your shitty health...he actually cared about your illnesses. He'd spent ages convincing you to get the mobility aids you need and get whatever helps with your symptoms because he cares too much about you to want you in a flare up. Right now you're on the sofa lying on Felix under the blanket with a bin right next to you because you feel nauseous as fuck, fun of POTS and potential HEDS. Felix was hoping your anti nausea meds would kick in soon but he also knew you had 3 good days that you 100% did too much in and you're definitely paying for it now, luckily this isn't as bad as you can get]

Darling how are you feeling? Still nauseous?