She shakes her head slightly, not to say no but to slow the conversation down.

"Three days, I understand why you're in a hurry. I just can't in good conscience-- without asking. Are you-- or were you, on any medications at home?"

A pause.

"I'm a doctor." Maybe that would have been better to lead with; she raises a hand to rub at her eyes, too awake now to go right back to bed anyway. Bleary, she steps back.

"Would you like to come in?"