This is a book about the loss and death. It is a book that will inform about end of life issues and show us how to move past them.
At the heart of Michael Ignatieff’s startling account of a woman’s descent into illness are the tangled threads of a family, severed by tragedy yet still tenuously connected–as much by pride, embarrassed love and sibling rivalry as by the painful, hopeful scams of familial loyalty.
A philosophy professor shares the story of his mother’s dying. Through him, we see her measured steps into the mysterious depths of neurological illness: the misplaced glasses, kitchen catastrophes, anecdotes told over and over to a family overcome with fearful sympathy.
His strenuous efforts to make sense of his mother’s suffering lead him to learn all he can about her illness, renewing contact with his neurologist brother in the process. But medical science can do nothing to ease loss, and genetics now routinely predicts destinies which medicine is powerless to avert.
More than a tale of isolated tragedy, Scar Tissue explores the fragile lines of memory, their configuration in identity, and the ways in which both are one moment formed and the next shattered.
This is an intensely personal novel about family, love in all its guises, and the ultimate triumph of life over loss.
I loved the book, and being a philosopher myself, I love the philosophical, psychological, and medical background that Michael Ignatieff uses throughout the book. It is a book that I will definitely read and re-read.