However, when I came to think of it, the milk tasted a bit strange tonight. There was a faint, chalky flavor that lingered.
Perhaps I was just tired from running around all day. I didn't even bother going back to my own room, and I just lay down beside Jessica and fell asleep.
The night passed without dreams.
When I woke up, it was already nine in the morning, and the house was eerily quiet.
Feeling a bit dizzy, I gently shook Jessica, who was still nestled in my arms.
"Jessica, wake up. We're going to the hospital."
Once we arrived at the city hospital, I called Ava. Clark.
She was my childhood friend who worked as a head nurse there.
Ava hurried out to meet us shortly after.
"Laura, you finally made it! Dr. Harris' appointment slot is almost over."
After a series of tests that took us all morning, I sat outside the examination room, listening to Ava's chatter.
"Don't worry, Dr. Harris is a top neurologist. He'll definitely figure out what's wrong with Jessica."
"That's good to know."
I mumbled absentmindedly.
"I did some research online. Excessive sleepiness could be caused by things like meningitis, stroke, or even a brain hemorrhage..."