He wrote something down.

“Sleepiness and missing school on their own could be a hundred different things.

Sleepiness plus a sedative that wasn’t prescribed to her, that’s a whole different animal.”

“What do you mean, a different animal?”

“It means trouble breathing if the dose is off.” He tapped the pen twice.

“Or if she gets a second dose on top of the first one.”

I looked at the ambulance doors.