Cried, laughed and HOPED
First, let me get the negative stuff out of the way: quite a few typos for a proofed book and for me, that's it. All else? Simply wonderful. The descriptions of biological functions were, like the human body, sheer poetry. I've never read anything that created such beautiful imagery quite like Craig's. I cried over the visuals he created in my mind, and I cried for my own mother, dying just like Sarah, though only 49. Mom battled cancer for ten years. I thought at the time of her death that it had been the longest decade of my life but I was wrong. It was the first ten years of having her gone that felt unending and without hope.
This story was hard to read because of Mom too early death from breast cancer. She's been gone since 1988 and it seems as though we're only just now, so many years later, starting the real revolution in cancer cures.
Having read about bioregulation and the new data coming out of research in Israel involving the use of a cannabinoid, CBN, that's stopping tumor growth in mice ... I think we're finally on our way to what Craig writes about. I have hope.
This novel really was less if a medical thriller and more like a vehicle for the disbursement of new cancer data, a great explanation of how big pharma and the FDA really work and how adult children of dying or deceased cancer patients feel throughout the long agonizing process. Honestly? Craig might want to explore other deeply intimate issues involving Family. He is great at that kind of writing! The thriller part? It just felt more like a device used to impart Knowledge than anything else.
I look forward to reading more from this author. He did make cry buckets and laugh so heartily but most importantly, he shared the same hope about the future of cancer treatment.