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What have I done for the past three hours? Reading The Fault In Our Stars by John Green. From start to finish.
This is it, this is the one book about cancer, and there won't ever be another one about it, because this is THE book.
I've been, I am, every character in this book. The cancer patient, the survivor, the family member, the kid in the hospital playground, the one changing the sheets, the one searching frantically for the loved one's last written pages. I've done the jokes, I've heard the jokes, I've been the one sitting in the first row at funerals despising the not-friends talking.
I just checked, it's just 313 pages, and yet everything is there. Everything I've ever experienced all those years with cancer being the new member of the family, the one that was me and not me even when it wasn't in my body, and John Green managed to record it all and put it on the written page.
There are two things I need to do now: buy two copies of this book, one for my aunt and one for my therapist. And then eat because I kinda have skipped lunch and I'm maybe having sort of a little panic attack. But I really, really needed this book in a way I can't possibly explain.
This is it, this is the one book about cancer, and there won't ever be another one about it, because this is THE book.
I've been, I am, every character in this book. The cancer patient, the survivor, the family member, the kid in the hospital playground, the one changing the sheets, the one searching frantically for the loved one's last written pages. I've done the jokes, I've heard the jokes, I've been the one sitting in the first row at funerals despising the not-friends talking.
I just checked, it's just 313 pages, and yet everything is there. Everything I've ever experienced all those years with cancer being the new member of the family, the one that was me and not me even when it wasn't in my body, and John Green managed to record it all and put it on the written page.
There are two things I need to do now: buy two copies of this book, one for my aunt and one for my therapist. And then eat because I kinda have skipped lunch and I'm maybe having sort of a little panic attack. But I really, really needed this book in a way I can't possibly explain.
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Date: 2013-04-16 03:31 pm (UTC)Per chi come noi ha speso una gran fetta di vita tra ospedali e cliniche direi che sia una lettura imprescindibile!
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Date: 2013-04-16 03:41 pm (UTC)There were so many, so many things I loved in this book. So many things I've experienced and that I could never explain in such a simple, cristalline way like John Green did.
In a scene early in the book, the main character, Hazel, who has a terminal form of cancer, is in a support group. One girl, whose cancer is in remission, stands up and says something along the lines of "I admire Hazel for her strength, I wish I had her strength" and Hazel says "tell you what, I'll give you my strength if I can have your remission". I literally dropped the book to cheer out loud. Hazel apologizes, obviously, because she knows what the other girl meant, but she isn't sorry for telling her off. One of the things I hate is when they tell me, and people like me, that they admire our strength. As if there was a choice. Or as if they were thinking, and they obviously are, "I'd rather be dead than be you". I wish I could answer "well, fuck you too" but I try to be polite.
Or a huge part of the book is about the fact that when someone dies of cancer, their whole life seems to be only about the cancer. All the obituaries are about their fight against the disease. But a cancer patient is a person, is a sum of many things, and yet we all get reduced to our illness.
It's just, wow, incredible. I just came back from buying a copy for my therapist, because I'm going to talk about this book A LOT in our future sessions.
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Date: 2013-04-16 04:32 pm (UTC)I don't know whether I'm past the taboo stage yet, having had little first-hand experience with this illness (my grandma and a few relatives died of cancer, but I was too young to understand all the implications), so I think I'm probably going to buy and read this book, in order to be able to understand a bit more about this topic and avoid being the stupid one who talks about stuff she doesn't know when I'm around people who have dealt or are dealing with it.
Thanks for the heads up. I'm sure this book will make a very interesting read.
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Date: 2013-04-16 06:57 pm (UTC)I love the fault in our stars so much. I haven't been affected by cancer (strokes and dementia go in my family) but i was still in tears throughout the book.
I saw john Green in London for his Fault in our stars tour.
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Date: 2013-04-17 02:51 am (UTC)Thanks for the rec and I'm glad to hear the book was helpful.
*hugs*
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Date: 2013-04-17 06:34 am (UTC)I can't wait to give it to my aunt too!
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