I chuckled last Sunday at the bookstore when a delightful lady asked me if I was taking Prevagen when I knew exactly where to find the book she wanted. My polite answer was, “No Ma’am. I just shelved the book yesterday in our science section, but my memory is pretty good.”
I hope I won’t have to depend on Prevagen after I enter my 77th year this coming Sunday. Thankfully, my mind and memory seem to be working just fine for an aging dude and I hope that continues.