Published January 10, 2012 by Dutton Juvenile
5 Stars
Goodreads Review
Diagnosed with Stage IV thyroid cancer at 12, Hazel was prepared to die until, at 14, a medical miracle shrunk the tumours in her lungs... for now.
Two years post-miracle, sixteen-year-old Hazel is post-everything else, too; post-high school, post-friends and post-normalcy. And even though she could live for a long time (whatever that means), Hazel lives tethered to an oxygen tank, the tumours tenuously kept at bay with a constant chemical assault.
Enter Augustus Waters. A match made at cancer kid support group, Augustus is gorgeous, in remission, and shockingly to her, interested in Hazel. Being with Augustus is both an unexpected destination and a long-needed journey, pushing Hazel to re-examine how sickness and health, life and death, will define her and the legacy that everyone leaves behind.
Review: I need to put a disclaimer on this review that I highly doubt this review will adequately describe just how much this book means to me. I've always been a fan of John Green's work, but The Fault in Our Stars takes him to a new category. There are definitely still the elements that make it a John Green book, such as teens that have a better vocabulary than most dictionaries, references to obscure books, music, and lots of poetry, and in-depth analyses of the meaning of life. But with The Fault in Our Stars, he does this better than any book he's written before. Yes these teens are maybe too smart, and yes I had to look up a word more than once, but never the less this book looks at death, love, and illness in a way that is so REAL.
First I want to give you a little background on where I'm coming from, and why Hazel in particular touched me on a very personal level. When I was 14 (just about to enter high school), I had to go to the doctor for a routine checkup. I had some basic bloodwork done, then went home to await the results. I got a call at 1:00 AM that night saying I had to go to the hospital right then and there. It turns out my platelet count (they're in your blood and cause it to clot) was so low I was considered a "medical emergency" (An average count is 150,000 - 500,000. I was at 7,000). On top of that my red blood cell count was HALF of what it should have been. I spent that first of what would be many weekends in the hospital with doctors trying to figure out what was wrong with me.
They eventually diagnosed me with ITP (Idiopathic Thrombocytopenic Purpura) which is basically where my immune system attacks my platelets for no reason. But I went through months before the diagnosis where they thought I could have anything from ITP to a bone marrow disorder to leukemia. Yes, I went around for about three months thinking I had blood cancer. Not very pleasant for a girl just starting high school. Luckily for me I didn't have luekemia, but I was still in the hospital 1-3 times a week for two years. I was on a very aggressive steroid treatment as well as periodic IVIg treatments that not only didn't really fix my blood problem, also caused me to gain 80 lbs, have severe mood swings, and lead me to some pretty hard core self image and depression issues.
After 2 years my doctors decided I had to go to a more drastic from of treatment by way of splenectomy. Word to the wise, if you can avoid having abdominal surgery, I suggest you do it because it hurts like a bitch. If that didn't work we would have had to resort to forms of chemotherapy, which totally scared the shit out of me. Luckily the splenectomy worked and after a couple weeks my counts leveled to a perfectly healthy 300,000 which was way better than expected. I'm basically cured and I don't have to take any medication or do anything special now. I just have to be aware of my immune system because I am missing a spleen, so I can get sick more easily than other people. But compared to having blood cancer? I'll give the spleen freely, again and again.
Ok, I'm telling you all way too much information so you can understand where I'm coming from when I say this book hit me on a very personal level. John Green does an excellent job capturing the feeling of being sick. From puffy steroid face to midnight hospital runs to being afraid that your death will ruin the ones you love, John Green covers the realities of illness with sensitivity and honesty. He really gets what it's like to be sick, and to be so sick that you could die. It doesn't fall into that sappy lifetime movie-esque melodrama of so many other cancer books.
I also just LOVE Hazel and Gus. So much. And I won't spoil the plot, but I totally did not expect what happened to them in this book, and I am so glad it didn't go the way I was expecting it to. I loved how their relationship forms and how they understand each other. What's really great is these characters are people, not just their disease. Plus the banter back and forth is adorable while their serious conversations made me think about my life and what I really valued. I particularly loved the lesson Gus learns about wanting to leave a mark on the world, a legacy, something to be remembered by after he has died. I think we all feel like that, but is the whole world knowing who we are really what's important? Isn't having people who love you and loving them back enough? I also loved their "infinity". I don't want to say more than that, because I don't want to spoil, just tell you a little bit about why I love this book so much.
While I'm not happy with the cover nor the blurb (I get why Jodi Picoult is on it, I just hate the fact that she is) I hope people outside the YA and nerdfighter community will pick this book up. The Fault in Our Stars should be read by everyone who has ever felt like their life was less valuable due to something they cannot control, anyone who has ever wanted to be seen as more than "that cancer girl", and anyone who has ever had to come to terms with the finality of a human life.