A moment that changed me: I broke my arm seven times – and finally listened to what my body was telling me
As a child, enduring break after break, I thought of myself as simply unlucky. Truth was, I needed to tune in to my aches, pains and well-founded fearsIt was the first day of spring this year. I was topless, face-down on a foldaway travel table, as the masseuse uttered six words that brought my attempt at relaxation to an abrupt end: “I think your arm is haunted.”I have broken my right arm seven times: seven breaks on seven separate occasions.…
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