Grandson, fetch me my cane.

Oct 03, 2009 02:41

I remember being young and having weekly physical therapy sessions and being asked similar questions at the start of each school year. One of these recurring questions was whether I felt achy either on a day-to-day basis, or when there were changes in the weather.

Hell no, I used to think to myself. Why the hell WOULD I? Nothing can slow me down.

And by god, here we are: early onset arthritis, generally achy joints, and me, occupying the same body.

Methinks a massage is in the cards in the near future.

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