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عندما تتحول الأنفاس إلى هواء: اجعل لحياتك معنى قبل فوات الأوان by Paul Kalanithi
8 reviews
ella_elizabeth66's review against another edition
3.75
Graphic: Cancer and Terminal illness
Moderate: Infertility
alyssapusateri's review against another edition
2.5
Graphic: Ableism, Cancer, Chronic illness, Death, Genocide, Terminal illness, and Medical content
Moderate: Suicide, Grief, Medical trauma, and Pregnancy
Minor: Infertility, Physical abuse, Excrement, Vomit, Murder, and Alcohol
tellingmyselfastory's review against another edition
5.0
Our culture doesn't like to discuss death but this does in such a thoughtful way. It's real and honest. But it's also about living. And how living and dying are connected. Living with the knowledge you are dying.
Graphic: Cancer, Death, Terminal illness, Medical content, and Medical trauma
Moderate: Suicidal thoughts, Suicide, and Suicide attempt
Minor: Infertility and Pregnancy
Discussion of IVF and family planningsabrinas's review against another edition
5.0
Graphic: Cancer, Chronic illness, Death, Terminal illness, Medical content, Grief, and Medical trauma
Moderate: Pregnancy
Minor: Addiction, Infertility, Suicide, Blood, Excrement, Dementia, and Car accident
theverycraftyvegan's review against another edition
5.0
Paul’s words were very clinical at times but never cold or without emotion. This was his life’s story about his education, career, and personal life but most importantly it’s about how he continued to live even though he knew he was dying.
Lucy’s epilogue absolutely wrecked me.
Lucy: “I climbed into the last bed we’d share.”
Graphic: Cancer, Chronic illness, Death, Terminal illness, Medical content, Grief, and Medical trauma
Moderate: Infertility and Pregnancy
Minor: Vomit
charlotte_helen's review against another edition
4.0
Graphic: Cancer, Death, Terminal illness, and Medical content
Moderate: Infertility
flamingtashhh's review against another edition
2.0
In seriousness, I didn’t like the author at all. I cried at the end because of course death is terrible, but this was out of no love for him. He seemed to have a lot of self-importance that was tied to his work. I’m very grateful for medicine, but this kind of arrogance- that which declares medical treatment to be the greatest of all treatment, or at least doctors the best givers of care there are- is dangerous and absurd. It’s like if Jack from Lost wrote a book. I know plenty of people like this author, and none of them are happy and I wouldn’t take seriously any philosophical treatises of theirs, either.
And I’m not going to make a habit of picking apart the prose of a man writing through his last year, so I have nothing to say about the writing itself.
I actually liked the epilogue a lot, written by the author’s wife. She says there’s a lot he didn’t convey about himself and his values in the book, and honestly I really appreciated that. Her notes, and the pain and hurt in them, really gave another dimension to what would have otherwise been an uninteresting read.
Graphic: Cancer, Chronic illness, Death, Gore, Infertility, Suicidal thoughts, Suicide, Terminal illness, Blood, Vomit, Medical content, Medical trauma, Death of parent, Pregnancy, and Injury/Injury detail
enbybooklove's review against another edition
5.0
Graphic: Cancer, Death, Terminal illness, Medical content, Grief, and Death of parent
Moderate: Gore and Medical trauma
Minor: Infertility and Pregnancy