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Authors: Baibin Nighthawk, Dominick Fencer
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Federal Communities and to the Ministry. These patches are for the first thirty days. I'm sure in a couple of months you will both be feeling better.”
After the first worldwide flu pandemic 66 years previously, the Health Ministry had astonished many communities by eliminating implanted personal digital identifiers, integrating the identifier in the new wristsynk. The Health Care Board had in fact mentioned the old implants might have been the cause of health risks, but little official information had been released and soon people had become so used to wearing the wristsynks that they had quickly turned into a fashion item.
“Can I at least choose the shape and color?” asked Dayla timidly, who had purchased the very latest wristsynk which changed shape, material and color depending on the selected program.
Bickler smiled: “Only the color, the device must in fact contain the patch and there is only one available format.”
“Dark purple!” Dayla answered, firmly.
Bickler called a colleague, who withdrew the two devices, and gave them back to their owners about ten minutes later.
“Well, I'll show you how you can insert the weekly patch in the slot” said the psychiatrist, and showed Dayla and Ian the simple procedure: “Done! One last thing: the influenza epidemic that broke out in the North West of Dhungwana is turning into a pandemic; it’s forcing millions of people to bed. Even if you get infected, don’t remove the patch; it isn’t necessary as the patch doesn’t interact with any medication. You can collect the next patches directly from Pharmaceutical Dispensary 27 on the thirty-fifth floor. So, see you in three months! But if there are any problems, call me immediately.”
Ian and Dayla said goodbye, left the hospital and walked over to the BlueGray Corporation.
“It makes me feel itchy!” complained Dayla.
“Don’t think about it. It’s only a momentary discomfort. It’s the same for me.”
“But I don’t feel sick at all” Dayla continued: “Six months of therapy is an eternity... ”
“It will pass quickly, you'll see... I’ll come to yours tonight…ok? You could call our six friends from the beta community and ask if they want to have dinner.”
“Next week, Ian. Tonight we’ll be exhausted after starting this therapy. I know already I won’t be in the right mood for socializing.” replied Dayla firmly, hesitating just a second at the entrance of BlueGray Corporation, quickly kissing Ian and then waving goodbye before he could reply.
26
Two months later, Ian and Dayla discussed their therapy over a cocktail at Ian’s home before having dinner.
“Ian, we're fine... Every once in a while we still feel déjà vu , but it’s random and not intrusive. I’d like to go to the follow-up appointment in a month and ask if I can discontinue the therapy” Dayla said.
“Dayla, Bickler will tell us what is best, don’t you agree? Fortunately, the pandemic influenza has spared us this year. We were really lucky considering it could have complicated our clinical condition and forced us to stay in bed for a long time, or even worse... many people have been absent from work for quite a long time.”
“Yes, on average a month. In BlueGray they have replaced people absent on sick leave with robots... and, believe me, with a few exceptions, the robots were more efficient than humans! If I were off sick, I'd be careful: the corporation is monitoring productivity. If these robots are more efficient, people will have to deal with new benchmarks. No one can drag their feet anymore! Now the robots are able to support humans in all their activities. The one they have given me, after Alyssa went sick, was perfectly programmed to carry out the main functions and activities I needed. For the moment it seems that they can’t learn or experience emotions, but sooner or later... ” Dayla replied.
“I agree with you, but I have to say that I didn’t note much difference. In
After the first worldwide flu pandemic 66 years previously, the Health Ministry had astonished many communities by eliminating implanted personal digital identifiers, integrating the identifier in the new wristsynk. The Health Care Board had in fact mentioned the old implants might have been the cause of health risks, but little official information had been released and soon people had become so used to wearing the wristsynks that they had quickly turned into a fashion item.
“Can I at least choose the shape and color?” asked Dayla timidly, who had purchased the very latest wristsynk which changed shape, material and color depending on the selected program.
Bickler smiled: “Only the color, the device must in fact contain the patch and there is only one available format.”
“Dark purple!” Dayla answered, firmly.
Bickler called a colleague, who withdrew the two devices, and gave them back to their owners about ten minutes later.
“Well, I'll show you how you can insert the weekly patch in the slot” said the psychiatrist, and showed Dayla and Ian the simple procedure: “Done! One last thing: the influenza epidemic that broke out in the North West of Dhungwana is turning into a pandemic; it’s forcing millions of people to bed. Even if you get infected, don’t remove the patch; it isn’t necessary as the patch doesn’t interact with any medication. You can collect the next patches directly from Pharmaceutical Dispensary 27 on the thirty-fifth floor. So, see you in three months! But if there are any problems, call me immediately.”
Ian and Dayla said goodbye, left the hospital and walked over to the BlueGray Corporation.
“It makes me feel itchy!” complained Dayla.
“Don’t think about it. It’s only a momentary discomfort. It’s the same for me.”
“But I don’t feel sick at all” Dayla continued: “Six months of therapy is an eternity... ”
“It will pass quickly, you'll see... I’ll come to yours tonight…ok? You could call our six friends from the beta community and ask if they want to have dinner.”
“Next week, Ian. Tonight we’ll be exhausted after starting this therapy. I know already I won’t be in the right mood for socializing.” replied Dayla firmly, hesitating just a second at the entrance of BlueGray Corporation, quickly kissing Ian and then waving goodbye before he could reply.
26
Two months later, Ian and Dayla discussed their therapy over a cocktail at Ian’s home before having dinner.
“Ian, we're fine... Every once in a while we still feel déjà vu , but it’s random and not intrusive. I’d like to go to the follow-up appointment in a month and ask if I can discontinue the therapy” Dayla said.
“Dayla, Bickler will tell us what is best, don’t you agree? Fortunately, the pandemic influenza has spared us this year. We were really lucky considering it could have complicated our clinical condition and forced us to stay in bed for a long time, or even worse... many people have been absent from work for quite a long time.”
“Yes, on average a month. In BlueGray they have replaced people absent on sick leave with robots... and, believe me, with a few exceptions, the robots were more efficient than humans! If I were off sick, I'd be careful: the corporation is monitoring productivity. If these robots are more efficient, people will have to deal with new benchmarks. No one can drag their feet anymore! Now the robots are able to support humans in all their activities. The one they have given me, after Alyssa went sick, was perfectly programmed to carry out the main functions and activities I needed. For the moment it seems that they can’t learn or experience emotions, but sooner or later... ” Dayla replied.
“I agree with you, but I have to say that I didn’t note much difference. In
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