One of the encumbrances of my life is arthritis, which led me to acquire an artificial hip some years ago (an experience I relentlessly shared with you, as some of you may remember). Now, I’m about to get the second new hip, an event I’m looking forward to because the first one was such a success. It will be nice to be able to ramble about again like a middle-aged mountain goat.
While waiting for the operation, I thought it might be worthwhile to see if acupuncture could not help me with the usual arthritis pains. As you know, the Mysterious East has given the world a technique by which you are supposed to be able to prevent pain by inserting thin needles in various parts of the body. It works (has for two thousand years) but since American medicine is suspicious of anything not home-grown, let alone Oriental, the whole thing was held in low esteem until our President went to China and our New York Times oracle, Mr. Reston, had acupuncture practiced on him with total success and let the world know.




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