Sign on the side of the road in Tallahassee, Florida

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16. I was sick over Alex Sink. I know about bad campaigns.

Two words. Well four words.

Martha Coakley. Scott Brown.

And I had forgotten about Spessard Holland. Wow. Some of my earliest memories are of sitting on my grandparents laps in the basement of the old courthouse and watching the votes being tabulated. I can still smell the place.

Regarding your physical condition, I cannot imagine what you went through. I only started with symptons 5 years ago, but it progressed so rapidly that we were forced to replace them now. Truly, I cannot imagine going through that for a decade. I've only had a couple of years where I have been forced to drastically decrease the quality of my life and endure such pain. I was so depressed, wondering how I was ever going to be able to endure years upon years of the pain and immobility and still work. That you had to go through that for that long is just mind boggling. I am so very sorry.

It is wonderful that now you can have a life again! I've already told everyone I know, next summer, if the other knee feels as good as this new one, then I'm having a huge party and we're going to DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY!

What makes it worse, is that my "husband" is 20 years younger and although he is usually so patient and understanding and has taken such wonderful care of me, I hate that he has to have a partner who limits what HE can do as well. And I know he must cringe every time we go somewhere and I have to pull out this damn cane. I know I do. I'm burning the thing when I'm done!

Walk on sister, walk on!