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5 reasons I will NEVER buy another one of Vera's copper bracelets. I'll keep this short because honestly, I'm still annoyed. My daughter gave me one for my 64th birthday. I smiled. I said thank you. I said it was beautiful. And the second she left, I told my husband exactly where it was going. The drawer. With the twenty other bracelets I've never worn. I put it on that night anyway — just so I could tell her I tried. Six months later, I have to admit something. I was wrong about the bracelet. But I'm still never buying another one. Here's why. 1. I can't sleep in anymore. For fifteen years, mornings were the worst part of my day. I'd lie there an extra forty-five minutes before I could face getting up. My hands didn't work until ten. Now? I'm awake at 6:30. Hands moving. Coffee made. I had a routine. I had a system. The bracelet ruined it. 2. My energy is genuinely inconvenient. I used to take what my husband generously called "a little rest" around 2pm. It was a nap. A long one. Now I don't need it. By the time he settles in for his evening shows, I've done two loads of laundry, organized the spice cabinet, and started a book. He says I'm exhausting him. 3. I had to throw out my creams. I used to go through a jar of joint cream every three weeks. The expensive kind, from the pharmacy. My bathroom counter had four different tubes — I knew exactly which one was for which finger. I threw all of them out last month. There was nothing wrong with them. I just… hadn't touched them in months. Do you know how irritating it is to throw out products I paid a fortune for? 4. My friends won't stop asking what I'm doing. I went to book club two weeks ago. Three different women asked if I'd had something done. Something done. At my age. I told them the truth — it's a copper bracelet. Not one of them believed me. Linda thinks I'm on hormones. Carol is convinced I've found a new doctor. Susan keeps asking what clinic I went to, like I'm hiding the name of a plastic surgeon. I've shown them the bracelet. I've told them where to buy it. But they still think I'm lying. 5. I can't find a reason to take it off. This is the worst part. I've worn it in the shower. I've worn it gardening. I've worn it to bed every single night for six months. I keep waiting for it to tarnish. To turn my wrist green. To stop working. To do something that would let me put it back in the drawer with a clean conscience. It just keeps sitting there. Glowing. Working. So that's why I'll never buy another one. And it's crazy to think that I almost didn't put it on that night. If my daughter hadn't been watching, it would have gone straight into the drawer with the others. Six months of mornings I wouldn't have. Six months of afternoons I would've slept through. I called copper bracelets "folk medicine" for years. Same as you probably do. But I was wrong. If you don't own one — please, just try it. Vera gives you 30 days. If your wrists, your hands, your mornings don't feel different — send it back. She'll refund every penny. You have nothing to lose except your joint pain and poor circulation. → Tap below before this batch sells out.