Comes with ageSo last Friday, I was racing around the house trying to get ready to go to the physical therapy center for treatment for my arthritis, which has been hurting like a mother lately.Whether it’s going to really help or not, who knows.I’m just hoping to avoid any more flare-ups like my last one, which lasted five weeks and had me hobbling around like some nonagenarian with a broken hip.The only good part about physical therapy, which takes place in a heated pool, is that I’m the youngest one there. Not counting the physical therapist techs.Like always, I was ...