I had two excellent nonfiction books this past week. Let's start with John Green's book.
This was my first John Green book and I found it very informative and sad at times. The explanations for medical resources and discoveries were written in laymans terms, easy enough for me to understand, saddened by the lack of medical care where it is needed most, yet hopeful for those suffering from tuberculosis.
The disease was where the cure was not, and the cure was where the disease was not.
Not all who suffer from the disease have options for treatment. It's like chasing your tail in Sierra Leone with rates of tuberculosis remaining high because of poverty and malnutrition. There is foremost the issue of affordability for food and medicine, not to mention the costs of transporation to a facility to receive treatment.
Where there is a wealthy population elsewhere in the world, the cure is readily available. Therefore, the disease is not is not an issue.
"We could reimagine the allocation of global healthcare resources to better align them with the burden of global suffering."
In chapter 11 it was interesting to read about superstitions in the ages past and how the disease changed fashion. In 1916 a magazine article discusses how hemlines were shortened so women's dresses didn't drag through dirt, thus bringing bacteria into the home. Men's whiskers were trimmed, or shaved completely, in attempts at cleanliness.
There is great information in this book for the health category and I'm glad I read it.
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Next was the book Raising Hare by Chloe Dalton. I couldn't put this one down.
Chloe Dalton, a British foreign policy writer in a fast paced environment is suddenly thrust into a solitary life style when the pandemic hit. Remember that, when we all wore masks and avoided people because of Covid? She sheltered and worked remotely from her rural home in the English countryside when she crossed paths with a leveret.
A leveret, a baby hare, was trying to be invisible in the path. She wisely left it alone as the mother hare wouldn't accept it, or find it, if she moved it out of harms way. But it was there hours later and she took it to shelter before it was found by predators or crushed by a vehicle. That moment changed her life.
She took care of it and against all odds it survived. In doing so she never tried to domesticate it, never named it and allowed it the freedom to go back to the wild when it was ready. The relationship evolved and caused Dalton to look at nature differently. She became more attuned to the seasons, wildlife and how man and nature sometimes did not exist harmoniously. She made great accommodations for the hare as it grew, being there for safety but allowing it to be wild. I very much enjoyed reading her thoughts over the three year period she researched, provided and observed the hare and other creatures in nature.
This story is a 5 star for me.
Linking with:
Joy for British Isles Friday for British author Chloe Dalton and Raising Harer
