"I know," Meredith murmurs, eyes falling shut again as she tries to savor every stray moment of feeling alright. Mostly she just sounds tired. All of this hurts in more ways than one, and that old sense of inadequacy always finds its way back in when she needs it least. "I know that. But I haven't made things better either. I've just made you worry all month and take care of me and I... I just wish I knew how to do the same. How to fix everything."