![]() From a patient who could not stop blushing to another who could not stop eating, Gawande reveals how modern medicine has evolved surgical solutions to these seemingly intractable conundrums. ![]() Gawande brings us on a journey of exploration and discovery, through his first few weeks of surgical training, when putting in a central line seemed a monumental achievement, before entering the chaotic world of a fully-trained surgeon-seeing patients presenting diverse symptoms and histories that awaken both curiosity and awe. ![]() Full of fallibility, mystery and uncertainty, it reveals the highs and lows of navigating a field that often relies on tenuous and circumstantial evidence. With a storyteller’s literary panache, Atul Gawande brings us a realistic and gripping account of surgery. ![]()
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![]() ![]() Reading and writing made him an enlightened human being. Right from the early stages of his life, Valmiki was conscious of the importance of studies and hence he was always a bright student. The support and encouragement he gained from the family enabled him to face the dangers of being a Dalit. He was fortunate enough to be born in a household where everyone loved and cared for him. After retirement from Government Ordnance Factory he lived in Dehradun where he died of complications arising out of stomach cancer on 17 November 2013.īeing a Dalit child, he was tortured and abused everywhere in society. He was born at the village of Barla in the Muzzafarnagar district of Uttar Pradesh. ![]() well known for his autobiography, Joothan, considered a milestone in Dalit literature. Omaprakāśa Vālmīki or Omprakash Valmiki (30 June 1950 – 17 November 2013) was an Indian Dalit writer and poet. ![]() ![]() it's a good thing I got a preorder discount I guess! Maybe I just didn't know what to expect and was hoping I would be satisfied with whatever this book would end up being. I knew the true crime aspect was going to be toned down a lot, which I honestly didn't mind, but something about K&G's "guidance" kind of bothered me. I also wasn't a fan of how this book felt more like a self-help advice column than a memoir. In fact, buy three.") Yuck, that just rubs me the wrong way (and I did buy it!). (Example: In the introduction to the book, Karen begins by thanking the readers for being supportive of K&G, but about a paragraph into the thank-you states: "Bless us all, but mostly the people who actually spent money.quit getting your finger grease all over our beautiful, pristine publication and just buy it. ![]() Reading her jokes on paper, however, made me cringe. ![]() Karen, for example, typically makes me laugh out loud whenever I listen to an episode. One other disappointing thing about the writing was that the humor aspect didn't seem to stick the landing as well as it does in the podcast. ![]() I know that many people do enjoy that type of writing style (which is fine), but it's not my cup of tea. Unfortunately, that really is how this book was written it's very informal and sounds like something you would read on a blog, not in a book. ![]() I have listened to K&G's podcast for a couple of years now and love it, but I didn't feel like their speaking voices translated well to writing. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() He took a keen interest in railway safety and the lives of the railway workers. ![]() He helped rescue fellow passengers and was deeply affected by the experience, possibly suffering from what we could now call PTSD, losing his voice for two weeks after the event and then becoming ever more frightened of railway travel. In Jonathan Holloway’s newly imagined adaptation of Dickens' popular short story, The Visitor on a recuperative walking holiday in the Sussex countryside happens upon a solitary signalman in a dank, icy cold railway cutting where the sun never shines, and unexpectedly finds himself part of a spooky tale of spectral, supernatural occurrences.Ĭharles Dickens wrote this much-loved ghost story in 1866 following his own experience of being involved in a train crash at Staplehurst in Kent when he was travelling with his mistress Ellen Ternan and her mother. ![]() ![]() ![]() It’s packed with humor, adventure, and a sweet, slow burn romance between a reluctant fae queen and the assassin who tried to kill her.Īfter screaming, sobbing, laughing, and yelling murder at the author, I have collected myself a bit to leave a more coherent review than Book 2's. It features fae, werewolves, vampires, and wizards. I knew I should have demanded a job description before I took on this queen gig…Ĭrown of Shadows is the final book in the Court of Midnight and Deception urban fantasy trilogy and is part of the Magiford Supernatural City world. New to do list: catch my would-be killer and convince my own husband I love him. To make matters worse, I love Rigel-and he doesn’t believe me when I tell him! How’s that for romance? ![]() But he’s been gone for two months, and when he finally returns he won’t say where he’s been. Normally, I’d count on Rigel-my consort, who also happens to be a deadly fae assassin-to have my back. If I don’t do something soon I might not survive their next attempt. Whoever is plotting against me is getting serious. Yay, me!įinding my would-be-killer has been last on my to do list for a long time-which should tell you what a dumpster fire my life has been. Since the day I was crowned Queen of the Night Court, someone has been trying to kill me. ![]() ![]() She learns that he has a “harem” of women, and for the fun of it she nicknames them since she can’t get any sleep. And it continues and Caroline learns the nocturnal habits of her neighbor. ![]() When Caroline first moves into her new apartment, she is kept away by a constant moaning and groaning and banging against her bedroom wall. In a delicious mix of silly and steamy, Alice Clayton dishes out a hot and hilarious tale of exasperation at first sight. Suddenly, Caroline is finding she may have discovered a whole new definition of neighborly. The tension between them is as thick as the walls are thin, and the results just as mixed. ![]() So when the wallbanging threatens to literally bounce her out of bed, Caroline, clad in sexual frustration and a pink baby-doll nightie, confronts Simon Parker, her heard-but-never-seen neighbor. And since Caroline is currently on a self-imposed dating hiatus, and her neighbor is clearly lethally attractive to women, she finds her fantasies keep her awake even longer than the noise. Thanks to paper-thin walls and the guy's athletic prowess, she can hear not just his bed banging against the wall but the ecstatic response of what seems (as loud night after loud night goes by) like an endless parade of women. The first night after Caroline moves into her fantastic new San Francisco apartment, she realizes she's gaining an intimate knowledge of her new neighbor's nocturnal adventures. Published by Omnific Publishing on November 27th 2012 ![]() ![]() ![]() But complicating matters is the stubborn Andvarian king, who wants to punish Evie for the deaths of his countrymen during the Seven Spire massacre.ĭark forces are also at work inside the Andvarian palace, and Evie soon realizes that no one is safe. ![]() As if that wasn’t bad enough, an assassin tries to kill Evie in her own throne room.ĭespite the dangers, Evie goes ahead with a scheduled trip to the neighboring kingdom of Andvari in order to secure a desperately needed alliance. Magic, murder, adventure, and romance combine in this second novel in the exciting Crown of Shards saga from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Jennifer Estep.Įverleigh Blair might be the new gladiator queen of Bellona, but her problems are far from over.įirst, Evie has to deal with a court full of arrogant, demanding nobles, all of whom want to get their greedy hands on her crown. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() "Now, if we look back to that day, we discovered later that Meghan was already planning to leave before she actually got married. International Business Times could not independently verify the claims.ĭuring an appearance on GB News' "Dan Wootton Tonight," Levin recalled Markle and Prince Harry's 2018 royal wedding to be "a very, very happy time" but claimed that their marriage has since "disintegrated very badly." Levin claimed the pair are going on different directions recentlyĪ biographer of Prince Harry's claims his marriage to Meghan Markle has started to show cracks.īritish journalist and royal author Angela Levin, who reportedly " accompanied Prince Harry on many of his engagements and had exclusive access to him at Kensington Palace" while writing her biography "Harry: A Biography of a Prince," alleged that the Duke of Sussex is being abandoned by his wife.The journalist alleged that Markle hasn't been present when Prince Harry needed her.Royal biographer Angela Levin claimed Prince Harry is being abandoned by Meghan Markle. ![]() ![]() ![]() But here he reveals a personal story few have heard, taking us from his mostly happy childhood-and riotous triumphs at Yale-to the nightmare of drifting toward a dark abyss of meaninglessness from which he barely escapes. Renowned for his biographies of William Wilberforce, Dietrich Bonhoeffer, and Martin Luther, Metaxas is the author of five New York Times bestsellers, the witty host of the acclaimed Socrates in the City conversation series, and a nationally syndicated radio personality. What Happens When One of America's Most Admired Biographers Writes His Own Biography? For Eric Metaxas, the answer is Fish Out of Water: A Search for the Meaning of Life -a poetic and sometimes hilarious memoir of his early years, in which the Queens-born son of Greek and German immigrants struggles to make sense of a world in which he never quite seems to fit. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() You send a pacifist warrior in the faint hope she won't be needed, and the fainter one she'll do any good if she is. You send a biologist so radically interfaced with machinery that he sees x-rays and tastes ultrasound, so compromised by grafts and splices he no longer feels his own flesh. So who do you send to force introductions on an intelligence with motives unknown, maybe unknowable? Who do you send to meet the alien when the alien doesn't want to meet? You send a linguist with multiple personalities, her brain surgically partitioned into separate, sentient processing cores. ![]() Or perhaps to something closer, something en route. It's talking to some distant star, perhaps. Whatever's out there isn't talking to us. Now some half-derelict space probe, sparking fitfully past Neptune's orbit, hears a whisper from the edge of the solar system: a faint signal sweeping the cosmos like a lighthouse beam. Two months of silence, while a world holds its breath. Two months since that moment of brief, bright surveillance by agents unknown. Two months since sixty-five thousand alien objects clenched around the Earth like a luminous fist, screaming to the heavens as the atmosphere burned them to ash. ![]() |