Medical memoirs are a dime a dozen, but I’ve never read a medic’s memoir and the title, “A Thousand Naked Strangers” is just too good to pass up.
A Thousand Naked Strangers is an Atlantan’s chronicle of the decade he worked as a paramedic in the city. I’ve never really known much about Atlanta, except for the stories my dad told of the month he worked there in 2000 – before Hazzard began his journey.
Hazzard’s narrative is genuine and unpretentious. There is no, “I always knew I’d be a great medic” kind of spiel. It is a story of a career that found him, and ran its course.
From a medical point of view and as a medical reader, it is nothing new or overly shocking – everything he writes about I’ve either seen or done or had friends experience in their jobs; however for the layperson or the high schooler considering careers, this book is a goldmine of fascinating and appalling anecdotes that will either trill or induce nightmares – or both.
“[…] we can’t just treat patients; we must study them. Learn their language, their habits, their streets and houses, their peculiar beliefs, tears, and failings.”
Additionally, Hazzard writes WELL. Many medical memoirs are written as if the content itself makes it worthy of publication, with little attention to writing style and decorum. Conversely, A Thousand Naked Strangers is written with grace and candour, and with style.
This memoir comes highly recommended for a wide audience. Enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I received an eARC of this book via NetGalley and the Publishers