Thursday was the first day of the new pool season at my home. I hobbled from my apartment to our swimming pool in the courtyard. A little girl opened the gate for me, sparing me the indignity of fumbling for keys as my arthritic knees and back cried out for me to sit down. IContinue reading “CANNONBALL! The weak-legged leap toward wellness begins with a big splash.”
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