Free Remember by Girish Karthikeyan Page B

to reduce the tech support."
    "Okay." I flip through the two near-blank pages.
    "This medicine, sensory stabilizer-A helps the ear issues, the dizziness, instability, and motion sickness. The memory enhancer-LS improves memory retention and creation. The medications will help you regain lost function and allow you to be taken off them with time." He lists them with his fingers and binds them together.
    "Okay." The almost meaningless words pass through my head leaving some residue.
    "You have to expose the medicine to your tech as indicated. The memory enhancer , once a week, and the sensory stabilizer , once in 3 weeks. The tech will handle the dosage. It's being set up right now. Dr. Mekova will review your dosage and the tech reports remotely. She will also conduct an interview after a week."
    "That sounds good." I continue blankly, still reveling in the prospect of leaving.
    "One more thing, I will get someone to setup the assist reduction. The tech monitors how much support you're using and reduces it as possible. Some people worry the tech will be too aggressive with the reductions. I can confidently say the tech won't do that."
    "Okay." I frantically search for the missed directions and ease into comfort finding his spoken word engraved into black typeface.
    "I will get someone to fill the prescriptions and escort you to your apartment."
    I’m going home.
     

Home
    Wed 4/19/17 3:24 p.m.
     
    "H i, I'm Tommy. I'll be taking you to your apartment. Here, take the prescriptions."
    "Okay." I cough out as Tommy presses the bag into my diaphragm.
    "I got you a wheelchair, if you need it."
    "I want to try walking there."
    "Just a warning, it’s a pretty long walk. I'll take the wheelchair,” Tommy wiggles the chair back and forth, “if it becomes too much for you. Are you all set?"
    "Let's go."
    I pull on my shoes. Tommy starts gathering all my belongings, most of it clothes. I get up without any difficulty. We leave the room and go up to the ten th floor. After that, I lose it right there in the lift. I become unsteady and brace myself against the wall. Tommy helps me into the wheelchair. We roll out, turn left, and pass by a few closed doors.
    "Here it is."
    We stop at a clear door in the curved section that ended the last hallway. Tommy opens the door with the screen on the left sidewall. The door retreats into the frame, allowing Tommy to bring the chair along the sofa inside. I move to the sofa. He hands me a sheet and leaves with the chair in tow.
    "Have a good day, Mr. Abby."
    I look around. The cavernous space dwarfs the sofa, while the counters running around the perimeter resolve to a thin ribbon. Far to my left, across the room from the door, a tiny widow shows a pinprick of outside. The ceilings shelter me with a panoramic skylight veiled in gossamer thread.
    A practiced, ethereal voice comes from all directions, "Welcome to apartment level S7. As you can see, the apartment extends 14 meters by 14 meter. It includes a sofa/bed, one closest/bathroom, a spacious kitchen, and one tech space, with the standard config, all easily changed. Please indicate where to continue."
    "What, now?" I say mostly to myself, now that Tommy left.
    "Please, say which section you want more info about."
    "How do I make the door solid?"
    "All parts of the room can be operated just like any other tech. Choose an option with the H-tech and touch the item to apply the changes." The trim around the door lights up as it shifts through a few options.
    "How does the closest work?"
    "Choose the closest option on the closest/bathroom door and enter." The door slides open to an empty hanging space directly ahead.
    "Can I use the computer over there?" I point to the highlighted section of counter.
    "For more detailed info about tech please contact tech support."
    "How do I do that?"
    "Place your hand on the table and say whom you want to call.”
    I do just that and try to call my parents. "Can I speak the Mr. and Mrs. Abby?"
    "Please be more