Take a photo of a barcode or cover
jocelynw 's review for:
It's Always Something
by Gilda Radner
This was a re-read; I first read this not long after it came out. I was 15 or 16 then and perfectly healthy; now I am 40 and have been bedridden since 2007 because of myalgic encephalomyelitis. So I suppose the question was whether this would feel as inspiring as it did back then? And the answer, truly, is no. Nothing has changed about Radner's narrative; it's just that I've been served a whopping helping of medical hopelessness and uncertainty, and I know that territory too well for it to feel inspiring. (In fact, people telling me I am inspiring is one of my least favorite things to be told. I have ranted about this on my blog before.) Did I feel a feeling of kinship, though? Yes. She is relentlessly honest about the combination of seemingly indomitable attitude and total emotional defeat that comes along with an extended health crisis.