Had I not been detained by my side trip to Denia, I would have missed landing on Ibiza on the morning of the Full Moon of June 16, 2008 along with, let’s call the suave royal blood line “Prince Charming”, whom I met on the crossing from Barcelona to Ibiza since the season had not yet opened […]
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Clients notice the difference normally after just 60 seconds into the session, and after the full treatment, 15-20 minutes later, they may feel so good, they may even have forgotten what their problem was to begin with. This, shockingly enough to them, is not an uncommon response, much to their delight!No matter if it was issues surrounding physical, emotional, […]
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I would look at the clock and it would read 5:55, I see it on signs, on price tags and on items I encounter on my journey a lot lately. I have observed the significance of these numbers come and go in and out of my life over time enough to pay attention when they […]
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I was thrilled one of my Canadian DJ’s – Carlo Lio was coming to play at Amnesia on Ibiza! A fellow Aquarius to boot. It was going to be a special night I could feel it in the air.
All decked and ready to go except for the last accessory, my shoes. After fastening the last shoe buckle I lowered my leg to the floor and I hooked my heel on the carpet and fell backwards attempting to break my fall by extending my arms behind me as I hit the floor landing on my rear end. I heard a very loud bang and getting up rather uneventfully looked around to see what could have caused such a noise but I had no idea where it came from. My right wrist was a bit sore and bruised so I wrapped it up in a tensor bandage and went out to dance to Carlo.
In the morning I woke to a very swollen right hand and arm and knew i needed medical attention so i went to emerge. How humbling. They x-ray’d it and said i had two little chips broken off of my wrist and placed my lower right arm in a cast for 3 weeks.
When it was removed I could not move my thumb. They said the tendon must have been severed in the break. The bang I heard. I deconstructed life in Ibiza to return to Canada to seek help. I had reconstructive hand surgery December 5 2012 and spent the next the next year learning to retrain my hand to work with the assistance of a tendon taken from my index finger and connected to my thumb.
I spent the year following retraining my thumb to be able to do what it used to do – things like holding a pen to write, a hairbrush, a fork or knife.
Now it is with great determination that I retrain my hand to do ears again…
