Nayo had forgotten the medication inhalation orders. He was just determined he was going to get out of the bed. He cries out in pain more and more as he gets slowly to his feet. The legs he was standing on were shakey at best. He was sweating and was white from head to toe in pain. Panting a bit as he looks at the door  when he heard the door open. He tries to make his feet move again. Looking up at her. "Yeah...standing...see? I am getting better." He pants out. Walking one step forwards and stops. Sweat drops beaded his face and torso. He looks at her. "Help me?" He asks in a voice that says he clearly isn't used to asking for help for something like this. "Please....I want to walk to somewhere else." He says in a pleading tone.