Cuddy nodded. "Dan Torrance. He's our station therapist." She explained. "He spoke at the last town hall meeting. Did you or Marc happen to be there?" She couldn't remember seeing him, though she'd been focused on her medical talk at the time.
"Marc might not need the reading glasses. There have been cases of optical differences between alternate personalities. I'd have to check the research for the reasoning." Cuddy hadn't expected his diagnosis, and hadn't prepared herself as a result. "Like the fog, the headaches could be related to a lack of sleep or could have an underlying physical cause. I'd like you and Marc to start a sleep journal. You'd write down the time you went to bed, the approximate time you fell asleep, how many times you woke up during the night, how long it took you to fall back asleep, the time you woke up. You'd do that for any time you slept, overnight and naps."
"Would you be more willing to let me run tests?" Cuddy asked. "Chronic headaches can be a sign of serious medical conditions."