Daniel Fiddis Fiddis itibaren Korovou, 피지 itibaren Korovou, 피지

Another bones book which I enjoyed. In a nutshell, some bones are found in a cauldron in a hidden cellar, there are rumours of voodoo and witchcraft and lots of twists and turns so you never quite know who the murderer is.

A powerful book about medicine gone wrong. Vicki Forman gave birth to twins so premature that they should have been allowed merciful deaths. Instead, the doctors took every heroic measure to make them live. One died anyway, and the other lived eight years with terrible complications and disabilities. Forman's appeal is that she is honest about the awfulness of her situation. She doesn't mince words. Reading the book is, of course, uncomfortable, as she traps you with her in the nightmare of callous doctors and inappropriate nurses. I did feel, however, that it was very difficult to feel for her son, and I found this odd since he was at the center of the story. Haven't quite figured that out yet, and perhaps it's because she focused so heavily on the first year of his life, which was a series of worsening diagnoses and medical crises. But I felt no grief to learn in the Epilogue of his death, only relief. Maybe that's appropriate, but I'm not sure. Terribly sad.