Fast Eddie

What a great conference! It was a pleasure meeting some of you for the first time and renuing old friendships from earlier years. The reason I am still here writing this today is because of this "family". Thanks to Bob and others who have created such a loving, caring family out of something so horrible in our lives. I am blessed to have each and every one of you sharing, caring, and understanding what we all go thru as only another clusterhead could.

A friend of mine told me that shrooms would help fibromyalgia. We have a mutual friend that is suffering with this very bad. Is there anything to this or is my 1st friend smokin grass? Anyone out there that suffers from both?

I am slowly putting it down on paper. I had church today and a list of "honey do's" this afternoon. I am also writing a poem and I will share it when it is finished. It is called "A Stranger Helped Me Today". You can guess what it is about! I didn't know I could write them untill Christmas two years ago. I was having lots of hits so I decided to make my two daughters and my wife a Jewlery box and my grandkids a box for trinkets "just in case something were to happen to me". I wrote each a poem. I called the Grandkid's one "Papa's Little Box" and the daughter's "A Little Box Of Memories". Geneva's is very personal so I won't share it, but here are the other two: Papa's Little Box By Eddie Langford Your Papa made this little box For you to keep inside Some little things you treasure Some little things you hide It may just be a trinket As simple as can be But to you it has more meaning Than what other people see I made it out of wood and glue And a tiny bit of varnish But I also added lots of love That will never ever tarnish So when you open up your box And look real deep inside Be sure to look for Papa's love I put it in with pride __________________________ My Little Box of Memories By Eddie Langford My little box of memories Is special just to me It contains some times, my mind can see As clearly as can be It has love and joy and laughter Like it happened yesterday The simple things, that good times bring Like bouncing on daddyÂ’s knee It also has a tear or two A pain that came to stay Like memories of my loved ones In heavenÂ’s arms today Some things are not on paper So no one else can find But when I open up my box I can see them in my mind The good, the bad, the fun, the sad Will fit real neat inside No matter how or when or where From myself I can not hide It contains a little bible That my mom put in for me She prayed that God would guide me Throughout eternity IÂ’ll add tiny strips of paper notes And a picture now and then To remind me sometimes who I am And where in life IÂ’ve been My most important treasures Only God and I can see Are in my little box of memories My daddy made for me

First I think you have to be willing to take a chance. I think most people fail because they have convinced themselves that they can't do anything, therefore they do nothing Just like our headaches, If you don't try something how do you know if it works ? Granted, you need to learn everything you can about it before you try it, but then go for it! So what if you do fail, try something else! A hobby is just like all the treatments we hear about. One day you will find the one that works for you! And when you find it you will know it! I guess I am one of the most blessed men in the world. I found my nitch in business; I loved what I did for a living. I found my nitch in recreation; I love making things out of wood and I love volunteering helping older people who really need help. I found my nitch in family; Geneva & I have been married 40 years and she is still my bride, my "rock" of stability, and my best friend. And thank God, I found my "treatment". I did not accomplish any of these without failures, but I kept searching, and I am thankful I did. I hope you do the same. It's out there, you just have to find it. Eddie Langford (fast eddie)

I had the same question.

Well young Daniel, you have joined the force, and the force is with you. You will never be alone in your quest again. (That movie finally came to Arkansas a couple of months ago and they made us put on shoes to go see it)!

Dan & Lee Ann, As I listened to your story I thought to myself how ironic it was that our lives ran almost parallel for almost the same amount of time and we lived just a few hundred miles from each other and had we known we could have been such a help to each other. And then I began to think how many more that may be out there suffering the same hell we went thru and no one to help them ---and I cried. When it came my turn I had not done any preparation since I had just been asked the night before, so all I could do was speak from my heart. I'm sure I could have done better, and I will try to when I post my story. Dan, you and I both know what an angel looks like because we are both married to one; we would not be here today if we didn't have them by our sides. We are a couple of VERY BLESSED DUDES!

Wow. I can't help but tear up everytime I read these threads; what a wonderfull family a great bunch of supporters you all are. I will try to put my story on paper and post it in a few days; if I can give just one of you hope that there is a light at the end of that dark tunnel it will be worth it There are three verses in the bible that keep me going: (Jeremiah 29:11) (James 1:17) (Phillippians 4:13) You may or may not be religous, so if you want to read them look them up, if not forget it (unless you keep your bible on the top shelf and broke an arm or leg climbing up that high). I hope I don't offend anyone mentioning these, but I personally can't give my story without them, so if ya don't like it don't read it when I post it, just go to another thread.

I don't guess I will ever be able to attend one of these conferences without crying "tears of joy". Just to meet other clusterheads and add them to my extended family is wonderfull to say the least. After being chronic for the last 5-1/2 years with up to 16 hits a day, what a pleasure it was to tell all of you there my success story. I hope some of you can tell yours next year. Clusterbusters saved my life and I thank God for my new family. I am still pain free; Geneva and I have been given our lives back, and now I am doing lots of volunteer work such as building wheel chair ramps and meals on wheels and loving every minute of it.

Hi Daniel. What a pleasure it was meeting you and Nancy. I feel like you are part of my family now. I found an extra regulator and mask and will try to mail them out by this weekend. Be sure and get your doctor to write a script for oxygen and keep it handy.