Growing up in Kingman, Ariz., he feels no inclination to emulate his cardiologist father, who leaves home at dawn and returns in the dark. “And with that,” he writes, “the future I had imagined, the one just about to be realized, the culmination of decades of striving, evaporated.” It is spring 2013, he is 36, and Stanford has been courting him for a faculty job.Īfter describing that terrible day, Kalanithi explains how he has reached that moment. He sees lungs “matted with innumerable tumors, the spine deformed, a full lobe of the liver obliterated. ’07, in his sixth year of a neurosurgery residency at Stanford, sits before a hospital computer looking at CT scans. In the opening paragraph, Paul Kalanithi, M.A., M.Phil., M.D. The catastrophe in When Breath Becomes Air reveals itself immediately.
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