Hawkeye assumed the unfamiliar word was just a mispronunciation of one he knew; the outward signs certainly looked the same.

"Okay, then, come on in," he said, carefully taking her arm for support, and guiding her towards the clinic. "Let's take a look at you."

This sort of thing wasn't his speciality, but he knew enough to know what to look for, and that if she was right, there was no cause for alarm. Nobody had ever died from opiate withdrawal; they just felt so bad they wanted to.