Hardcover, 224 pages
Danish language
Published July 29, 2016 by Lindhardt og Ringhof.
En dybt bevægende erindringsbog af en ung neurokirurg, som står ansigt til ansigt med en terminal kræftdiagnose og prøver at finde svar på spørgsmålet: Hvad gør livet værd at leve, når døden pludselig banker på? Paul Kalanithi var 36 år og på nippet til at afslutte ti års uddannelse som neurokirurg, da han fik konstateret lungecancer i stadie 4. Den ene dag var han en læge, der behandlede de døende, den næste var han en patient, der kæmpede for sit liv. Paul Kalanithi døde i marts 2015, mens han skrev på denne bog. Hans efterladte hustru har skrevet bogens efterskrift.
My first memoir and hopefully won’t be the last. Paul’s journey resonated strongly with me. His clear voice was accompanied by his sincere pursuit of meaning in this short wordly life. The book was poignant but lovely at the same time. Touched my heart throughout the entire read. Particularly the epilogue written by Paul’s wife Lucy. I would recommend this book for anyone who is searching meaning in their life.
Paul's writing was clear and his story easy to follow. It moves somewhat chronologically through his journey, and while I enjoyed the book and appreciate what he was trying to say, I couldn't quite grasp why this book is as popular as it is.
He's a driven man, certainly ambitious, and comes across as someone who strives to be his best all the time, perhaps some of that seemed unreal to me, because most of us have frailties of some sort. It's like that person in a job interview who's asked what their weakness is, and they answer that they care too much about their work.
