"Dear God, please send clothes for all those poor ladies on Grandpa's computer. Amen." 
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I am 61 years of age, married with two children, a son age 31 and a daughter age 28. I was forced to retire in 2001 due to health problems. I was diagnosed with Muscular Dystrophy a short time later. I worked for fifteen years in the Insurance Claims business. I then worked for about five years for the State Of Texas Department of Human Services. Being disabled and not working is the hardest thing I have ever had to do in my life. My respiratory system is weak and I have to sleep and breath with the aid of a Bipap machine and an oxygen concentrator. This has all but stopped me from making overnight trips away from home due to the equipment being bulky and not easy to move and set up. I have for the most part had to give up the things I loved to do the most which were hunting and fishing. I also can't drive my 1983 Jeep CJ-5 any longer because it has a standard transmission. It is now in my son's hands. I hope he takes good care of it. Being disabled sucks. I am taking it one day at a time. My children are a blessing though they can be trying at times. We have an american eskimo dog named Foxy we got from a rescue organization and a stray cat my daughter named White Kitty.
