I have read the book (I recently received it from an elderly friend who hoarded books--I picked through about $20,000 worth of books and chose several hundred dollars worth), and it started off interesting, to hear of her personal experience of the stroke and its accompanying mind-states. She seems to have fought her way through various delusions, but not with any more success than other examples cited here. Yes, she is/was a neuroscientist. She also proudly proclaims that she tells her bowels "Good job! I am so thankful that you do exactly what you are meant to do!" every time she takes a dump, and concluded the book with some painfully New Age-y exhortations which gave me the same urge to roll around frothing at the mouth that I often experienced with clearly delusional Christian preachers in church.