Pain and immobility healed

One weekend last spring I played tennis with my wife at our community tennis court. While walking home afterward, both of us simultaneously exclaimed, “Thank God!”

You see, ten days earlier, it hadn’t seemed remotely possible that I’d be playing tennis that weekend, let alone able to walk the hundred yards to get to the court.

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