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Congratulations! Now you own that baby free and clear! I'll send some positive, "don't-you-dare-break-now" vibes along your way.




Thank you! All good wishes gratefully accepted. :)


Yay! Goodie for you! I hope you can now start putting that dough towards something special! Not that a leg aint special, mind you.
You know what I mean.
Never in a million years did I think my future would include making "leg payments." hahaha I dont know about you, but sometimes it just cracks me up.
Congrats. XO.


I know, Bonnie. It all gets very surreal sometimes.

Then I have a day like today when I can't stop sneezing because of hay fever, and it's so exactly like so many other days from way before the surreality began that it snaps me back to the realization that nothing substantive has changed, that I haven't changed, that the world is still the world, and I'm still sneezing in it.

Most people make house and car payments to the bank, whereas for the last two years I was making sick and dead cat payments to the veterinarian and fake leg payments to the prosthetist. We've each got our own set of complications.

And the flowers still bloom, thank goodness.


Yay for paid off things! I can't wait until the day I finally pay off my student loans.


Ah, yes! I hope for that for you, as well. I hope you'll loudly publicize the day when it comes so I can help you celebrate! :)


Jennifer Cascadia

I wish the US had free health services like they largely do in Australia.

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