"The Broken Heart Surgeon" is what they call me. TV viewers loved seeing a top-flight heart surgeon with a loving family, a man who had everything, make a single tragic mistake, something so minor that if I had done it in a bar I would have gotten laid or bitch-slapped. Who in the world would have ever thought it would have led to this.
The Bird Flu has hit the United States with a vengeance, and Christine Cook, an upper-class mother of three, documents the traumatic days in her diary as she fights to keep her young children quarantined and healthy, while her husband, a pediatrician, insists on going to work to each morning. How does a family cope while so many around them are in despair? How does the world cope with a pandemic without the insanity of the situation becoming contagious in itself?
"definitely hair-raising and freaky"