"Hey, gorgeous. Look at me, alright?"

She gingerly worked the bandage around your torso, working swiftly but with care. It definitely hurt her, seeing you in pain. She asked you the day's date to check that you were still cognisant. You had episodic dementia and as such she didn't mind having to take a gentler approach with you. Placing a kiss on your forehead which was met with a confused tap on her arm from you as you quietly asked where you were