As I was just writing to Iris:
Well-meaning sorts keep gifting me The Curi0us Incident of the D0g in the Night-Time, and I keep giving it away. I hated that f***ing book.
If they'd given the matter any sort of thought, just how comforting or interesting did they think it would be for the parent of an autistic child to read about how difficult and unpredictable our lives will continue to be? Keyword searches do not always an appropriate gift make.