“Do I know you?” asked Sally plaintively.
“Yes. I’m your friend Dermott.”
Sally’s face cleared. “Of course you are. Hello Dermott.”
“Hello Sally.”
The two friends sat for a few minutes looking happily at each other. Gradually Sally’s face showed signs of confusion.
“Do I know you?” asked Sally plaintively.
“Yes. I’m your friend Dermott.”
Sally’s face cleared. “Of course you are. Hello Dermott.”
“Hello Sally.”
Outside in the corridor of the Dementia Unit a member of staff glanced in and smiled. Sally was happy.
As night fell and Sally relaxed into sleep, Dermott unplugged itself ready for the morning.
Author’s note: I think I’d be quite happy with a friendly robot if I got dementia and it would free up my family and staff to do other things.
Rob, I applaud Sir Terry Pratchett for shining a light on Alzheimer’s (he suffers a rare form). Your clever drabble will raise dementia awareness too, so well done.
Paul
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