(10-16-2026 09:44 AM)olliebaba Wrote:  "If its in El paso, dont rush it, if Ollie lets you park it at his house, spending a few extra days with him very well could be the most interesting part of your "trip". I would love to met the guy and see if he's the same in person. A chilled out "God Father" that never gets upset, over a minute, then back to his calm, cool, self. What I really want to see is his interactions with that SIL LOL" wkuyg

LOL, not with my HOA he can't. Those people are very strict.

I have a LOT of issues with the care of my wife and believe me if she wasn't sick or I was alone his visit could have been arranged very quickly. I can't entertain anyone at all and that's what I would want to do for sure but can't. My wife is bed ridden and only goes from our bed to the recliner day in, day out. She only sleeps and eats and I have to address every need. She can't talk either so conversation is out of the picture. We communicate with what we call the Alphbet, a paper with the letters of the alphabet written on it and she points to the letter to form a word and she's having more problems now even doing that. Sometimes I lose my patience because she points at the wrong letter and I'm struggling to understand what she wants to say. It's no fun having a wife with MSA but a man gotta do what a man gotta do...and I'm no martyr, just a husband that loves his wife and promised her that I would take care of her until fate ends it somehow. People tell me that I've got my place in heaven but I can't believe that. One doesn't go to heaven for doing what he is supposed to do. It's a mission, that's how I view it. Actually, I see it as a mission from God because believe me, by the way I lived my younger days I should have been dead a long time ago and He saw that she was gonna need someone to take care of her because if I wasn't around she would have probably died in a nursing home already, no kidding. There would have been no one to take care of her...no one but her sister but she couldn't do what I do every day, she wouldn't have had a choice but to place her in a home, and I wouldn't blame her. That's why I want to live longer than her, just so she doesn't go to a senior care center where people don't really take good care of their patients.

Ollie, you certainly have your hands full, and I would never ever want to interfere with that.

Actually, I can relate to your situation to some degree. My wife suffered from severe depression starting 3 months after we married in 1983, until she passed away last April.

Also, when we married, she was making more money than I was, managing a temporary help agency on commission. Then her depression kicked in 3 months into our marriage, and she never worked again. Not that money was a priority, it just shows how bad her problem was.

She would have periods of lucidity that lasted various amounts of time, but since the summer of '83 until this April, I had to do most things, and essentially look out for her.

Anyway, I wish you the best, always. Even if you won't let me into your neighborhood. j/k