What can a cheerful teenager full of plans and looking forward to a bright future do when he is suddenly struck by a childhood disease that is harmless in young children but has catastrophic consequences for him? How can a twenty-something face a terminal diagnosis, especially for a disease that is extremely rare and for which there is no established treatment that could maintain a livable quality of life? How can he earn three degrees and travel the world despite all this? Róbert Bergendi's shocking autobiography presents both the positive and negative sides of healthcare in post-communist countries with the sharpness of a shattered mirror, cautiously touching on topics that are still considered taboo, such as the effects of the Chernobyl nuclear disaster. Is it possible that the "Chernobyl generation" does indeed exist as a medical history group?