"Are you okay?" a very startled Fiona standing behind Jamsine asked.
Jasmine cleaned her mouth and tried to compose herself.
"Yeah I'm fine." Jasmine slowly nodded as she rose up to her feet.
But then she felt her tummy make dreadful noises and soon she felt it rejecting any bit of food that was ever there.
She hurriedly closed her mouth to prevent it spilling on the other women and then rushed back down on the chamber pot.
She threw up again.
Over and over.
She kept on fetching over the chamber pot until there was absolutely nothing left in her stomach.
She remained on the ground, her hand by the side if the chamber pot as she began to manage her dizziness.
The smell was awful but Jasmine was oblvious to the smell.
Mostly because it came from her.
"Are you alright?" Fiona asked through a blocked nostril.
"I think I'm okay now." Jasmine said.,
She proceeded to try getting up but she almost fell down again and the girls quickly went to her side.
