Tuesday, December 30, 2008

When I had two legs - warning - nude photo!

This is before all the trouble started. I was considerably older before I appreciated what my parents must have gone through. Does she have polio? Is she retarded? What's wrong with her? My father honed my sense of humor - my mother fielded questions with barbed comments, stuck with me through countless operations, prosthetic appointments and saved my knee. I don't know where she found the strength but I'll always admire her for it.

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