[ModelT-MsDollie]

Another very personal post. But it should help explain our lack of past pictures.

---I began this series “We ain’t dead yet.” Little did I know what was about to happen. Or did I?
Sometime Mid-December I began clearing adult content pictures and info from my computer. No one except me can get into it. Dollie wants nothing to do with computers. But I have the feeling my kids would someday find my secrets. When I cleared it, I accidentally removed pictures I had only planned on burying deeper.
---Yes, I did sense what was about to happen. I began holding fluids at a fast rate. I was unable to lay down to sleep because my lungs were filling up, my heart being surrounded with fluids. I kept waiting because I had a doctor appointment to renew BP meds on 28th. My heart began beating out of control at over three to four times normal rate. Not a good thing. Go to emergency, NOW! When pumping that fast, it no longer acts as a pump. Blood circulation no longer travels to other organs. My kidneys, liver, lungs, and other important things stopped working. Again, not a good thing.
---By mid December things didn’t feel or seem the same. I knew I was in a heap of trouble. I felt I should say goodbye, or at least, “see ya later.” to my internet site friends. That didn’t seem proper. So I didn't. Without another chance, I ended up in emergency then cardiac ICU from Dec 28th until Friday Jan 7th. First reports were not good. My achy breakie heart was broken. Reports showed I died! But I was too stuborn to quit! My kidneys no longer functioning. Medication might stabilize my heartbeat but it was permanently damaged. Dialysis was my only choice of regulation.
---We have a son in Illinois with diabetes. He takes dialysis four times a week. He is blind and suffers much. I am old. I have lived a good life. What’s my other choices? A simple water pill. Sometimes it works by making the patient pee often. Gimme the damned pill! It worked. Only side effects are having to urinate every hour or less day and night. Hey, at least I’m pissin and moanin and my kidneys are working like new. Now after several years, I only pee a lot from morning until maybe 1PM. When going away I don't dare take a water pill.
----Dollie was by my side day and night. Slept on a small upright chair, ate little, slept when she finally just gave in. Sleeping is impossible in ICU. We both napped during daytime. By day three I saw no way I was getting outta there alive. With wires, hoses, etc running from all parts of my body, I looked at my longtime love and asked……….“do you still want to dress sexy and play our kinky games?” Dollie’s answer was “yes.” I then said “well get me out of here.”
---Tests were done to see what happened and how much damage I had. More tests. Then repeated the tests. So many tests and nothing found. I now have a regular heartbeat. Just like nothing ever happened. In fact, my vital signs are more like a 21 year old. Okay 25! A couple of BP meds a day and it’s steady. My heart may work properly for a week, a year, or many years. Personally I’d rather die of gunshot wounds to my asshole while trying to escape a jealous lover.
--- My plans were to share our past fun and games before I croak, make friends, tell old biker tales, and have fun. I did all that. I upset and angered a few members. But mostly met some great bikers and other kinky friends. Now I'm here with you OCC members doing the same things.
---There are many reasons I was not about to give up while in the hospital. The first three days did seem hopeless. Dollie has new tattoos we haven’t showed off. I still have a game or two to play and a closet to clean. We have old cars that need finished, places to go, things to see and do. I don’t have time for this heart breaking nonsense.
---So here I sit, resting and planning our newest adventure. Believe me, I see it coming already. Several weeks ago I never expected to make it to my 72nd birthday. Now plans are to go to a truck stop strip Club where they bare ALL. Went there for our wedding anniversary and a few past birthdays. Plan on making it to this one and several more yet! Yep, we made it.
--Type in Café Risqué and check it out. Dollie will be wearing something extremely revealing and most likely show off her new tattoos. I will sit near the stage placing dollar bills in garters and staring closely at bare asses, pussys, and boobs. Beat on old heart! As you've read, we did all of that and more. If all those bare pussys and tiities didn't kill me, I've still got a chance.
We are not religious, but with the love of a great woman, prayers from friends, and members, and possibly a helping hand from above, I am back adding to and cleaning our closet. Life is short. Play hard and for fun.