Sofia held my hand gently as I heaved myself into the doctors’ suite. She knew I was a tad out of breath while climbing the flight of stairs into the office, even though I was feeling refreshed after the morning stroll. Although she was just a robotic assistant, it was a solace to have her after my son and grandchildren had left for a Mars odyssey of 30 days. I had just updated her operating system, day before yesterday, and ever since, her uplink with the Central Registry has improved. As she gently swabbed my oral mucosa for real-time measurement of glycosylated saliva amylase, she read out to me the day’s schedule. After performing a whole-body scan and automatically feeding the medical information to the master population health record, she gave me the green signal, “Dr. M,...

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