Faith Perkins discovered that she had osteoarthritis, she was still in the prime of life with two young sons to care for. In seeking a cure for her illness, she found out a great deal about it. She learned that she had joined an army of twelve million sufferers from an ""unromantic"" disease, which unlike such ripplers as polio had no audience appeal. She learned too that rheumatoid arthritis attacks three times as many women as men, but that the disease knows no boundaries as to age or sex. Faith Perkins here records her own struggle against encroaching crippler while she remained the bread winner of her family. She was accosted by quacks, some of whom she recognized, some of whom she did not -- there was a disheartening stay at a Mexican health resort which specialized in cheap, unpalatable vegetable cuisine and vague promises. Then there were drugs, the move to a desert climate, surgery, which lead to a present affirmative stance, in the face of an inconclusive future. Essentially for the instruction of fellow soldiers in the fight, this will achieve a peripheral audience of sympathetic friends.