This is a biography by Meryl Comer about her husband slipping into Alzheimer’s disease and the care she chose to give him. (She was an award winning journalist.) Her husband, Harvey Gralnick, was once chief of hematology and oncology at the NIH. The book details the fist signs of the disease and how long it took to diagnose, and once diagnosed, the care available. She takes charge of it herself and the book wears the reader out with all she goes through. I began to doubt her sanity at her devotion to caring for him. A very truthful book about a very horrible disease. Don’t read on a gloomy day.