The story of how I got married to an artist and why it was the perfect decision
“You can’t write for two months,” my physiotherapist gave her verdict, carefully examining the nerves which had decided to stop functioning in my right hand. “Frozen shoulder.” She went on with her medical assessment as I stared blankly at my cell phone. A message popped up as she turned on the ultrasound. “Don’t worry. We …
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