Reviewed by Ray Simmons for Readers' Favorite
I hesitated before deciding to read Flies in the Fan. There are not that many things I am very afraid of, but one of them is certainly old age. I am more afraid of it than death itself, so it should work out for me. When I reach that age where my mobility and mental acuity have experienced a dramatic decrease, I can simply apply a relatively painless form of suicide and leave on my own terms. Unless, that is, if unforeseen accident or illness robs me of even that last ditch chance at death with dignity. Maybe that is the wrong term. What I really fear most is life with no dignity, no control, and no choices. That is my ultimate nightmare and so reading a book like Flies in the Fan by Dr. Karen Hutchins Pirnot would not be my first choice for a pleasant evening’s entertainment. But I have lived by a code that pushes me to face my fears. The larger the fear, the more courage required. I needed to read this book.
I fretted over nothing. I enjoyed Flies in the Fan. Thanks to the very skillful pen of Dr. Pirnot, it was not a nightmare but a gritty, poignant realization. I don’t think there are many books that are better at describing a fate that awaits a lot of us. Alzheimer’s is running amok among baby boomers and I have a feeling it will be a while before they find a cure so, for me, reading a good book dealing with it is one way to help me prepare myself. I like that Flies in the Fan is written by a doctor. It gives credibility to the tale. But again, I liked Charlie. I liked his wife. I liked some of the nurses. I liked the writing. I guess the only things I really have a problem with are getting old and getting Alzheimer’s.