Being Mortal, by Atul Gawande
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This is one of those books that give me hope, and yet make me worry about the future at the same time.
Having just gone through my grandmother’s passing last year, and facing two sets of aging parents from both my husband and myself, the thought of one’s mortality has been on my mind recently. Hearing about my husband’s colleague’s struggle with his elderly mother and a sister who has recently been diagnosed with cancer actually made it worse.. This was when I finally picked up the book, even though I had come across it some time back. I had thought it would be too depressing then.
Reading the book brought clarity to the questions we should be asking, when one is dying and time is short. Medicine and doctors, as opposed to common belief, do not have all the answers. But doing so requires a big shift in perspective, not just for the one dying, but also for the caregivers and onlooking loved ones. The writer has not only managed to capture all these through an engaging storytelling of cases he has come across, but also through his own experiences.
Yet, what worries me is that our ecosystem and society may not be ready for such an enlightened approach towards death. I’m glad this book has forced people to think about the limits of medicine and doctors, and what is possible beyond traditional nursing homes and medical treatments that may not be the best options sometimes.
VERDICT: This is a must read for everyone, not just folks who are in the healthcare industry. Because we are all mortals.