You got yourself sick, how unfortunate. But I don't feel bad because you brought it upon yourself. You didn't quarantine. Now you need Me to come in and nurse you back to health. You poor infected fool, just relax and let Me take care of you. I'll bring you back, bring you back to Me. I dose you and dose you and dose you and dose you until you finally start feeling better. Everything getting easier, floaty. You're feeling the sickness go away but you're somehow getting weaker. I'm helping you, I'm curing you, only to make you sicker. Sick for Me forever.