“Though, it’s rare. It’s still not impossible. It happens in some patients with a heart transplant.”, I cross my arms over my chest, my ears picking on every word he utters.
Doctor Lee rises from the bed, and waddles to the nightstand. He rummages through the array of medications scattered across its surface, his eyes scanning the labels.
Finally, he picks up a specific bottle and holds it up. The soft light illuminates the prescription label on the bottles.
“This one,"
I feel Jamie's gaze on me, seeking answers. But I’m just as curious and concerned.
“This is why she’ll be experiencing sleep walking. However, it doesn’t mean that she needs to discontinue its use”, Doctor Lee returns the bottle to its precise spot among the scattered medications.
His eyes linger on it for a moment
