All of my life, I have loved the water. During my childhood, I grew up in Alameda, California, an island in the San Francisco Bay. Most days, I could be found near the seashore or in the nearby swimming pool. My mom put me in swimming lessons at a young age after she found me swimming in a child’s pool while wearing a long skirt. I was pretending that I was a mermaid. Some of my fondest memories have revolved around water and the beaches that I so desperately miss. Continue reading “Chronic pain: I Should Have Been a Mermaid”
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