"Sleep deprivation is one of many plausible explanations," she said. "There could be others. Many others. You've been under immense stress lately, that can affect the brain. But it could also be something truly dangerous. Tumours can cause things like this. You say you're fine, but without a scan you can't know you're fine."
"There was a case we read about in med school. A guy, perfectly normal, with a job and a family and a girlfriend he was planning to marry. Then he starts changing, not much, just a bit more easily annoyed, a bit more angry. No one really think too much about it, until the day he picks up a knife and stabs his girlfriend. Medical scans show a brain tumour. He has no memory of attacking his girlfriend, but thought he was defending himself against an attacker. That doesn't bring his girlfriend back to life though."
"I'm not saying this is a tumour, but I want to rule out the possibility of one. I don't see why that would be so offensive, why you can't agree. For your own sake." It was incomprehensible to her why anyone wouldn't want to be examined and get a clean bill of health. Unless they were sick and already knew it but tried to keep it from someone.
Getting off the chair she approached Abby. "It matters because you matter," she said, not commenting on the fact that someone in law enforcement wouldn't demand any more evidence in a case than someone's word. She hoped that courts weren't that easily swayed or she'd start to seriously doubt their legal system. "I want to make sure you're well, why is that so hard to accept?" she asked.