"Well Nina, it looks like you've got a concussion," the campus doctor said, frowning at her. "Your energy is spent, and I'm going to give you a week of bed rest. No penalties for missing classes or work, and I'll see you back in here on Saturday. Agreed?"
"Yes," Nina groaned. She kept staring at Tyson, and Hannah not only seemed concerned for her, but curious about why she kept staring at him.
"Nina," Hannah said. "Let's get you to bed."
"Okay," she nodded. This week was going to be torture.
"Professor, Hannah, let me know if anything doesn't seem right, or her symptoms don't get better in the next day or so. Expect puking like she did on the way here, but if that doesn't stop by, say, Tuesday afternoon, bring her back. I'll send her to the ER if she doesn't get better."
"Yes, Doctor,
