Gregg DiBiase DiBiase itibaren Rostarzewo, Polonya itibaren Rostarzewo, Polonya

Ceepak / Boyle serisinin üçüncü kitabı ve her geçen gün daha da iyiye gidiyor! Önde gelen karakterler arasındaki ilişki derinleşiyor, Boyle daha da komikleşiyor ve Ceepak, Koduyla belki daha da sevecen. Sahil kasabası Sea Haven, her zaman olduğu gibi, yapışkanlığı ile ünlü bir rol oynar ve belediye başkanı ve polis şefi unutulmazdır. Grabenstein, başlığın karnaval yolculuğunu kitaplarının her birinde hikayeyle birleştirmeyi başarıyor ve bu durumda, sahilde ortaya çıkan gömülü kafaların (Tupperware kaplarında) korkunç keşfi sayesinde. Sea Haven gibi, bu kitaplar da "fonerful!"

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I decided to read this book for two reasons. One, I really enjoyed Verghese’s “Cutting for Stone,” and two, a medical student (now MD) friend that I highly respect told me this book had influenced his career choices. The book was full of complexity for me and I related to the story on many levels. I have a long-standing interest in public health, so the story of AIDS coming to a rural southern town was quite powerful. The story covers about 1982-1990 so AIDS was not understood and basically untreatable for most that time. I loved that Verghese really got to know his patients and was aware of the cultural issues of AIDS in a small, rural community. There was a sense of being a doctor at another time and place – like being the leprosy doctor in the middle ages or being my father in rural Saskatchewan in the 1920’s with nothing to do for pneumonia (or so many other conditions) but hold the patient’s hand and be there at the bedside. I loved that Verghese loved his small, southern town, that his best friend was a red-neck gas station owner, that he considered it “his country.” Another piece of the book that was important for me was the actual medical information – how he approached each patient and what the procedures were like and what the side effects of drugs might be. He describes in detail the deaths of many of the patients – that sounds dramatic, but it did not seem that way to me. I am facing the death of my husband within the next 6 -12 months and my husband and I have talked a lot about how we want to die and so many of the issues are brought home in Verghese’s descriptions. Again, he loves his patient and he cares about how they live and how they die and how the caretakers are cared for. And, I related to his difficult introspection about what a doctor should do – what does he owe to his patients, to himself, to his wife, to his family. My father was an obstetrician in solo practice in the 1940’s and 1950’s when I was growing up. He was not home a lot, but he was beloved by his patients. For years I was often called “Dr. McKenzie’s daughter” as if I had no name and no identity except through him. He was a kind, and gentle person. My best image (theoretical not a true image)of my relationship with him is that he is sitting on a stool surrounded by his patients and they are all asking him questions and he is talking to each of them and touching their hands and smiling at them. I am way at the back of the circle raising my hand and trying to get him to notice me. I felt that Verghese’s wife and to a lesser extent his children (they are very young still) are in that same position – “Call on me! I am here too!” He knows this, but doesn’t know what to do about it. He is torn and agonizes over what to do. Incredible detail, beautifully told and agonizingly real.

Every person who has ever experienced adolescence has thought it would be possible to live forever on nothing but coffee, bananas, Gauloises, and Albert Camus.

So cute! A very applicable Snow White story. I love that the heroin is ugly and wants to be beautiful and what she discovers along the way. A Great book for young women!!!