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Do ostatnich dni. Zapis życia, choroby i wszystkiego, co przychodzi później
Julie Yip-Williams
240 reviews for:
Do ostatnich dni. Zapis życia, choroby i wszystkiego, co przychodzi później
Julie Yip-Williams
This is a hard and beautiful book about a 42-year old mother’s struggle with and ultimate death from metastatic colon cancer. It was adapted from her blog, and you can tell from the lack of cohesion between chapters (particularly jumping around in time). What is remarkable about the book - besides Julie’s story which deals not only with her cancer but her world travels and near death at the hands of her grandmother for being born in Vietnam with poor vision - is Julie’s ability to lean in to the dark side of cancer and death, rather than being caught up in the “hope” complex. It is a beautiful and sad exploration of what it means to die and how to lean into death when it becomes inevitable.
Reading two really sad books back to back was maybe not the best idea. Two books about death that both also have bits that are really hopeful and both remind you to live life.
Like [b:The Bright Hour: A Memoir of Living and Dying|34104392|The Bright Hour A Memoir of Living and Dying|Nina Riggs|https://images.gr-assets.com/books/1507193499s/34104392.jpg|55126924] and [b:When Breath Becomes Air|25899336|When Breath Becomes Air|Paul Kalanithi|https://images.gr-assets.com/books/1492677644s/25899336.jpg|45424659], this is a book about dying. The main character starts by telling you that they are dead by the time you read this.
Much of the book comes out of the blog Julie had while she lived with colon cancer. It's heart wrenching in bits, inspiring in others, and beautiful in yet others. What I really appreciated was the honesty she shares in its raw form in many, many parts of this book. The anger, the resentment, the frustration and the total unfairness of it all.
The whole time I was reading this book I was thinking that I need to be more grateful for my life. I am not that far from the age Julie died. Life is unpredictable and it's short and it can change on a dime. It's hard but important for me to remember.
Like [b:The Bright Hour: A Memoir of Living and Dying|34104392|The Bright Hour A Memoir of Living and Dying|Nina Riggs|https://images.gr-assets.com/books/1507193499s/34104392.jpg|55126924] and [b:When Breath Becomes Air|25899336|When Breath Becomes Air|Paul Kalanithi|https://images.gr-assets.com/books/1492677644s/25899336.jpg|45424659], this is a book about dying. The main character starts by telling you that they are dead by the time you read this.
Much of the book comes out of the blog Julie had while she lived with colon cancer. It's heart wrenching in bits, inspiring in others, and beautiful in yet others. What I really appreciated was the honesty she shares in its raw form in many, many parts of this book. The anger, the resentment, the frustration and the total unfairness of it all.
The whole time I was reading this book I was thinking that I need to be more grateful for my life. I am not that far from the age Julie died. Life is unpredictable and it's short and it can change on a dime. It's hard but important for me to remember.
I just don’t even have the words to describe how heartbreakingly beautiful this book is. Every nurse and future nurse should read this. Better—way better—than “When Breath Becomes Air.”
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I’m so glad I chose to read Julie’s story. Heart-wrenching, honest and beautiful.
This heart-breaking, yet ultimately life-affirming, book is actually more like two memoirs in one. On its face, this is the story of a very young mother facing her mortality in the form of Stage 4 colon cancer. But at the same time, this is the tale of a Chinese immigrant from Vietnam with an unbelievable backstory who triumphed over blindness and other very bleak circumstances of her birth.
On both counts, I believe Julie Yip-Williams should consider herself triumphant. She is painfully, sometimes even unattractively, honest. She is fully human. She is internally conflicted in so many ways, and yet she has a definitive approach to life where she consistently makes the best of hard situations. She also explores the balance between one's individual journey through life and that individual's obligation to consider the needs of those who love her. It's all very gritty and thus inspiring.
I love a good memoir that makes me feel closer to my own humanity, as well as humanity as a whole. This one rises above the pack. You should read it if you want to explore themes of hope in the face of adversity and the challenge of accepting the realities of human existence.
On both counts, I believe Julie Yip-Williams should consider herself triumphant. She is painfully, sometimes even unattractively, honest. She is fully human. She is internally conflicted in so many ways, and yet she has a definitive approach to life where she consistently makes the best of hard situations. She also explores the balance between one's individual journey through life and that individual's obligation to consider the needs of those who love her. It's all very gritty and thus inspiring.
I love a good memoir that makes me feel closer to my own humanity, as well as humanity as a whole. This one rises above the pack. You should read it if you want to explore themes of hope in the face of adversity and the challenge of accepting the realities of human existence.
This poignant memoir recounts the author's remarkable and yet unremarkable life in honest detail. Beautifully written, the narrative of her cancer diagnosis and treatment is raw, honest, and sincere. Her attention to detail and exposing of truths about her life and reservations about her death lead reader's to wonder about the unknowable answers to questions about death, hope, medicine, family, love, loss, relationships, and the everyday. A gorgeous and emotional read.
Enlightening. Painful. Inspiring. I'll remember this book for a long time.
You know what? That was really good. I mean, it's obvious she wasn't a writer, but she did a great job. I definitely FELT THINGS.