I thought I was too broken for sex. Here’s how I found pleasure again

I was forced to examine the idea of sexual pleasure after a tumor was removed from my spinal cord Ten years ago, my right elbow started to hurt.

The internet suggested I had tennis elbow, so I stopped playing tennis.

Once the outer elbow pain moved inward, I changed my self-diagnosis to golfer’s elbow.

I stopped lifting weights , competitive dragon-boating and bouldering.

For good measure, I consulted an occupational therapist about my nightly bullet-vibrator routine after reading that golfer’s elbow is common among construction workers who operate heavy-duty vibrating machinery.

He listened closely and said he’d note VRI on my patient chart.

I asked what VRI meant, eager to end my diagnostic journey.

“Vibrator-related injury,” he responded.

We busted out laughing.

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