That’s really interesting, just before I went to bed I went into my mothers room to tuck her into bed. She had had a bad dementia day and I said to her, ‘you won’t forget who I am, will you? Please try hard not to forget me’. She said ‘ how can I forget you, you won’t let me’. I stroked her face and told her how much I cared for her and said goodnight. My mum and I have a very strong bond, and I know it would destroy her to think that one day she may not know who I was. It was shortly after that that I went to bed myself and saw the mist and the erratic green oblong shapes darting around my room.