Showing posts with label Augustus Waters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Augustus Waters. Show all posts

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Waiting!

1. This morning bookdepository.com sent me an email saying my books are on their way! yeah you read that right, book (s)! I do realize I am only a quarter through Arundhati Roy's The God of Small Things and Sylvia Plath's The Bell Jar but hey, when a girl needs to shop, she shops.

2. I wonder how many more days do I have to wait? -sighs- The thing is, I want them now, I need to read new material so bad. That leads to;

3. Have you read a book for say, the fourth time and still be as amazed and as surprised as you are like it's the first time you're reading it?

I tell you, feelings are weird man. I still cannot brain Augustus Waters's tragic ending. Augustusssssss Waterssssss. Ha.

Some quotes from The Fault in Our Stars:
the world is not a wish - granting factory
pain demands to be felt

and oooh, I probably nope, most definately favor this one more:
you dont get to choose if you get hurt in this world, but you do have some say in who hurts you
and I could just imagine it Augustus breaking as he muffled through his sobs, 'I lit up like a Christmas tree, Hazel Graze'. I should be remembering something else - like why do they replace feeding J drain losses with Hartman's solution? Or what is the acute regime of daflon? SO ON, SO FORTH.

4. Here's me bowing to John Green. John, you could not have been more right when you say time is a slut and that she screws everyone. ps/when I look back at my previous entry, I couldnt believe I was capable of feeling that way. Silly love. Maybe I like just the idea of love.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Book review: The Fault in Our Stars by John Green

NO SPOILERS! (So if you haven’t read the book you can still read this post, and oh do you mind me asking why haven’t you?!)

I once wrote a post about this guy who was an 18 years old (then) amputee. We met during his follow up at the Orthopedic clinic one glorious day (to be frank I had no idea if that day was glorious, it could be gloomy for all I remember). If my memory served it right, he was the last patient that Friday therefore we talked longer than my previous patients (we allocated approximately ten minutes to interview patients who were recruited into our study – The Quality of Life among Lower Limb Amputees). To see the correlation of the character in review and him, read till the end. :) I did not just tricked you into reading this whole thing.

Into the book:
Augustus ‘Gus’ Waters just could not believe his eyes! One day he went to the support group and he saw  Hazel Grace Lancaster (who insisted on being called just Hazel and  bear a striking resemblance with his late girlfriend Caroline who succumbed to brain tumor ). Gus, eleven months in remission from osteosarcoma and Hazel, three years in remission for thyroid cancer with mets to lungs with long term oxygen therapy . He was seventeen and she was sixteen.

To sum up the book: two teenagers, young and in love, fighting the big C, and tragedy came like an uninvited house guest (might I warn this is NOT a spoiler as it was clearly written at the book’s cover)

The plot: all right. Predictable but still enjoyable.
The characters: lovable ( and that's why it hurts so much as according to Mr Green, it hurts because it mattered)

So should I read the book? I guessed you ask. Answer: YES! 

Have you a great book that made you smile and all 'awwh' (well not all the time obviously) but stabbed you right at the heart? As I was reading, I wonder how it was possible to finish since I had been having lump in my throat, tightness in my chest as I continued (but I did!). Oh, the feels. And that was why you must read it, because of the feels.

During Pediatric rotation just few months ago, I was posted at the Oncology ward where I met an eleven years old boy who has been diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma (Stage III, in relapse, on palliative management). As I listened to his mother (and occasionally the father – cos he was tending to his son at the moment and no, I did not interrupt them, they let me) telling his story right from the beginning, I couldn’t help but feeling helpless, so tiny. This experience somewhat affected me as I could imagine it vividly like nightmares you tried so hard to forget, but they just wont let you)

Back to my first paragraph, young boy, amputee with a prosthesis, bright and optimistic, tall, lean and rather good looking (minus blue eyes) & of course his did not have a terminal disease but hey, I believed I once crossed stars with our very own Augustus Waters.

Almost casted as Augustus Waters. Too bad,  he certainly looked the part!
                                                                                     Don’t give it up just yet
                                                                                     Stay grand for one more minute

   -The Fault in Our Stars by Troye Sivan


Notes:
Written after reading it once, so if I got the figures/facts wrong, sorry.
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