Not Yet: A Memoir of Living and Almost Dying

The new memoir of the famous novelist Wayson Choy records the experience of two people, not one. Choi employs an introverted alternative approach that draws a series of dramatic events through an unexpected quiet filter that highlights families, families, and aging vulnerabilities.

This book was opened in 2001 when Cai was 62 years old. He panted when he tried to pull the two heavy suitcases over the high stairs. It was just an allergy, and he told himself he was persistent and had a cough of sputum. Within a few pages, Choi lies flat on the bed of the hospital and is surrounded by medical technicians. It is not allergic, but severe asthma attacks caused by various cardiac events. This will not be the last; after a few years, at the end of the book, his heart almost failed again.

Choy avoids the neat rhythm and the maidlin melodrama that supports the tone seeking the truth from the fact. This makes the image he selected clearer and pleasing. When he was able to breathe again without a mechanical ventilator, he timely noticed the lively sound of the bedside monitor, "Jiang Rogers told his Fred Astaire.

He skillfully grasped the possibility of prolonging the hospitalization period and the rehabilitation period to hallucinations. Subtle humor - his explanation for a butterfly of origami is very bad, it's like a normal envelope - keep words away from sensuality and preciousness

In the process, Choi provides the reader with enough personal background to understand the importance of welcoming his face when he first returns to consciousness. He also pointed out how his experience influenced his creative process and urged him to rewrite his last novel "All That Matters"

Even if you re-learn how to write and walk, you can not protect the author from future risks. Choi shows that self-perception of the body and its dangers can not avoid all the dangers. In cute prose, he captures the beauty and imperfection of humanity.

Still: The memoir, which is almost dying of life, is a biography written by Canadian writer Wayson Choy, first published by Doubleday Canada in March 2009. The authors reviewed the experiences of asthma attacks and cardiac arrest. This book was well received at The Globe and Mail and online.com.

I also found it sometimes wonderful to read memoirs about death. One of my favorite books is Paul Kalanithi's "inhale into the air". He died of lung cancer in his thirties, married and wrote this book to make a child. I read it twice - when my two children were just a few days old. He not only feels right and wrong, but also provides an unparalleled view to acknowledge that reality. "The fact of death is alarming, but there is no other way to survive." Incredibly positive feelings: "Even if you die, you are still alive, I am still alive." A dying man If the words do not make you feel more fulfilling life every day, nothing happens. ! There are good books such as "bright moments", "death: memoirs", "last lecture".

Reading this book makes me feel sick. It is not just another book, it is a sacred memoir of a dying person, who is trying to keep his faith in moral completion to the end. Pursuit of the meaning of his life makes life appropriate for human life and I am forced to think about the meaning of my life. The book began at a childhood in Kingman, Arizona, where he was launched as a literature by his mother. As a potential young man, he pursued degrees in literature, biology, science and medicine philosophy to become a knowledgeable person of anxiety, finally studied medicine at Yale University and became a neurosurgeon - a neuroscientist