So I have kind of reached the point where I thought I knew about most of the breast cancer books that were out there. Then somehow while browsing Amazon on Ambien I bought a copy of "The C Word."
I know I keep thinking the title sounds like a cross between the Showtime programs "The L Word" and "The Big C."
So this tattered, British, cancer book that I don't even remember ordering shows up in the mail. I put it on a shelf for a few weeks, and grabbed it before I left on a 5 hours trip via Greyhound.
I loved it. I read the whole thing before I even hit traffic for the Lincoln Tunnel.
So right off here is a link to the authors blog, hey she ever writes on blogger just like me!
http://alrighttit.blogspot.com/
So here are the two reasons I loved Lisa Lynch's book.
One the fact that it is set in the UK. I know she would cringe at "Bridget Jones gets breast cancer," but it's the most economical way I could put it. It is kind of fun in an odd way to see what this dreadful experience is like in another country, with different foods, and so forth.
Now there are plenty of books that do a good job of describing surgery, chemo, and radiation. (Which the Brits describe as radiotherapy, which I think sounds much healthier, like a dose of Groovin' Oldies or Urban Contemporary could cure you.)
What I loved was Lynch's focus on the confusing muddle of life after treatment. While her treatment and diagnosis was different than my own, I really recognized the confusing world that follows breast cancer treatment, especially when you are young.
I even read on her blog that the BBC is developing a TV show based on the book. So if you are looking for the perfect beach book about breast cancer, I do not think you will be disappointed.
Suzanne
