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Paul and Deena are friends with MS and Parkinson’s Disease respectively. They’ve found a wonderful flat renovated for people with disabilities, only they can’t afford it. Enter Albert, a former nurse with cancer, and Bolton, an athletic paraplegic. They too look at the flat, and love it. But can’t afford it. The solution? The four of them move in together. And life happens.
Paul, who has retired from motivational speaking, is motivated into accepting another talk, while working on his painting. Bolton, a former sprinter, tries out for the wheelchair racing team and wheelchair basketball team, while setting up his web design business. Deena, a former PhD student, needs help with her renovation business. Instead of helping to heal people, which he did as a nurse, Albert begins to help Deena heal houses.
Our main characters also have to sort out issues with former partners, some of whom have broken up on good terms and some on terms that were not so good, all while dealing with their maladies, and helping each other deal with their chronic issues. In short, illness does not make life, especially if you are determined to live as full a life as possible, despite your malady. And that is just what Paul, Deena, Albert and Bolton try their damnedest to do.
Comments from Readers about Chronic:
If this book were a movie, the cleaners would have to mop up buckets of tears. Of joy. Of laughter. And yes, of sadness. I’m lucky I had a box of tissues close by.
You cracked my heart, and then fixed it. Broke my heart, and then repaired it. Smashed my heart, but somehow left me feeling that it was fully mended.
I don’t know if it’s because I have MS, but I laughed, cheered, and cried. Sometimes all three in the same chapter.
You don’t have to be sick to love this book.
The book was simple, yet profound and soul searching.
I had to pause at the end of the final chapter, and have a good cry. Mostly tears of joy. Once composed, I read the epilogue. And damn it, if I was not in tears again.
As a cat lover, ‘kitty’ was my favorite part of a mighty fine book!
