A recurring pain in my left knee was puzzling me and making me tired, but I think I know what to do.
Today I had the opportunity to consult someone who spends much of his work-day on his feet - a mechanic who maintains machines; my theory was keep feet and legs moving more, don't let them be stationary for too long. (It seems like I heard the "blood pools" in your joints, or muscles, or something. ...)
He thought my idea is right, to move often - just a little chill, low-impact aerobics.
(Never consult doctors; only mechanics....Ha)
Maybe we could bring in an M.D. to fix the machines....
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I intended to listen to that Vietnam War video again and contemplate and discuss the information, but today I don't have enough energy for knee-questions and the Vietnam War.
Why do I think about this?
The Vietnam War over-hung my whole childhood - sometimes I thought it would go on forever.
My best friend in junior high, Robin, and I wore POW bracelets. You were supposed to wear it, and only take it off when the prisoner-of-war was released. The name on mine was Toomey - that was his last name.
a Mekong Delta painting
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