I liked this one, especially because there is a tangible connection between these poems. My favorites: 

I think this might be one of my favourite poetry collections of all time.

It reads like someone who has a medical condition but in a very privileged position, even though she is self pitying without realising it the whole time. Every poem is about how poor she is when most people won’t be afforded the same treatment and care and opportunities she had. Feels disrespectful to the medical professionals when she attempts to reduce the intensive medical care she received down to a few insensitive medical notes from a few doctors  not intended for patients to read when there had to be hundreds of medical workers working tirelessly for her. Also, she tried to equates suffering of asylum seekers which from her profile doesn’t seem like something she experienced first hand to her experience with IVF which are completely different and reads like punching down. Heard good things about it but very disappointed.