Contributing Writer
Max Harris thought his spidery limbs, flat feet and flat chest were just distinctive features. Instead they were signs his heart was at risk of a sudden, fatal dissection.
Max Harris was 26 and enjoying a dream job working for Helen Clark in New York when he fainted in his apartment. It was the start of a chain of events that changed the course of his life: leading him away from the UN and into emergency wards, MRA machines and ultimately, a surgical theatre.