Hey there, it's Shimitha here. I am still out on maternity leave, but here's a conversation that really stuck with me.

It's about memory, family, and our understanding of the human brain. I hope you enjoy it. This is in conversation from Apple News.

I'm Shemeita Bassu.

Today, a story of Alzheimer's and One Sons search for answers. For almost his entire life,

his entire life, Sundip Jahar's father, Prem Jahar,

had been a scientist.

One of his favorite statements to me growing up is non-science is nonsense.

Sandeep, who is a medical doctor himself, remembers his father spending long days in the lab,

doing research and writing papers. He was a take charge kind

of guy, always striving to succeed. And he loved spending time with his family, his three kids.

He'd cut fruit for us, you know?

That was like his thing.

That was sort of his love languages.

That's such a like Asian parent thing too.

So, so much.

The plate of cut fruit just pushed your way.

But then around 2013, Sandeep started to notice some worrying changes in his father.

At first, he wasn't sure what was going on.

I would be puzzled that, Dad, you remember the partition of India.

You remember the spelling bee where I won second place in fifth grade, but you don't remember what you had for lunch.

More and more, it seemed like his father's mind wasn't what it used to be.

He kept forgetting the code to the new safe that we bought.

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