Thanks, I'm doing well and evidently I've just won the lottery in England. All
I have to do is send my bank account number to some guy in Africa to get my
money. Oh geeze, how lucky am I!> Date: Tue, 30 Sep 2008 07:28:54 -0700> From:
[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: [EMAIL PROTECTED]> Subject: RE: [TMIC] 34th TM Birthday>
> Larry> I have tried since Saturday to say "Happy 34th" but keep getting my
messages back from the tmic as undeliverable. I hope this one gets to you. I've
wondered where you were and hoped you were busy and not sick. It sounds like
you have a full house now, with lots vying for your attention. I'm glad you
checked in and shared with us. > Blessings to you and your family> Patti -
Michigan> ---- Larry Throne <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > > > > > > > Sorry
for any confusion. I was diagnosed with TM at age 18. As strange as it may
sound TM has provided me with many blessings and helped make me the man I am
today.> > I found the TMIC just a little over 10 years ago. You folks have been
a second family to me since then. I have laughed, cried and prayed with several
of our family over these past ten years and hope to continue doing so. With a
14 year old around the house I don't have much time on the computer right now
so I check the archives instead of getting the daily mails.> > Below are the
first few paragraphs of "my story" which is located at #304 in the TMIC members
stories. The things that have changed is that I no longer work with children. I
am a social worker at a small psychiatric hospital in Oklahoma. (my father
likes to tell people that he always knew I would end up in a psych. hospital,
he just didn't think I would be the one with the keys!) I still sail but not as
much as I would like. I don't walk as much as I should. My hands and shoulders
are arthritic after so many years of excess use and I fear falling. My wife & I
are raising one of our grand daughters and our great grand daughter. Having
them here keeps us busy and active. > > I've been taking provigal for the
fatigue that many of us suffer from and neurontin for the pain. Early in my TM
experience I discovered I am one of those that can't take narcotics. Well I
could, and did but they got way out of control, eventually controlling my life.
I have been off of them for 19 years. I've been a member of a 12 step recovery
group for over twenty years and doing so reminds me of who I am. I still hurt
sometimes and that's okay. I may have to slow down or stop. But at least I can
feel and I am here to experience life.> > > > Larry in Oklahoma who is just
happy to be here!> > > > > > Twenty four years ago todayLarry Throne
(lbthrone(AT)hotmail.com)Sun, 27 Sep 1998 15:58:58 PDT > > I had been working
for a construction company for just a couple of months. I was eighteen and it
was my first really good job. We were building a power plant in southeastern
Oklahoma, they were behind schedule and had us working seven days a week,
twelve hours a day. I was young, healthy and making good money. I thought I had
nothing to worry about.It had been a wet rainy summer and everyone on the crew
had been fighting a summer flu, I was just beginning to feel the aches and
pains on friday morning when I went to work. (hmmm) On saturday, I just felt
terrible. My head was pounding, i had no energy and I was perspiring profusely.
I went on to work but shortly after lunch I had a fainting spell. My boss sent
me home. I went to bed at 2:00 pm and slept straight through to sunday
afternoon when my father came in to check on me. It was after 5:00 pm. When I
awoke, I couldn't urinate, my bladder was distended and I had a fever. Dad took
me to the E.R. and I was catheterized. The ER doctor sent home and told to
return the next day for testing.The next morning our family Doctor was calling
, he had talked with the E.R. doc and was concerned, he wanted me there at the
hospital asap. Over the next 24 hours everyone at the hospital in Ada Oklahoma
had poked, prodded and examined me, I think the janitor even had his turn. They
did a spinal tap (those sure are nice aren't they!) When I woke up the second
day, I was paralyzed from the waist down.I was transferred to Oklahoma City, St
Antony Hospital. In the next 4 weeks, I went from being a strapping 190lb
construction worker to a 130lb paraplegic.The first week or two, I was really
sick. My fever got so high they packed me in ice to attempt to break it.I
remember coming in & out of a coma and the pain was unbearable. It felt as
though a spike was being shoved up my spine. Luckily I don't remember
everything from that period. Everything was getting dark and I remember telling
my brother something was sitting on my chest. I just couldn't breath. I vaguely
remember having the respirator placed on me, I remember the fear I had of not
knowing what was happening, and not being able to see or speak.Late that night,
an overwhelming feeling of comfort and reassurance came over me, it was God
telling me to trust in him and everything would be okay.> > > > Below is the
link to the members stories page four.> > > >
http://www.myelitis.org/tmic/archive/page4.htm> > > > > > > > > > Date: Sat, 27
Sep 2008 07:24:32 -0700From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]: [TMIC] 34th TM BirthdayTo:
[EMAIL PROTECTED]; [email protected]> > > > > > > > > > > > Happy "Birthday"
Larry........> > you might let them know you've had this since your youth,
cause 34 years sounds like you might be on your last leg!> > Hasn't this
weather been great!!> > I'm so ready for cooler temps!!!> > Again, hope you're
doing well, and to have had this stuff around that long, still working,> >
you're a great example for the rest of us!> > > > janh Stillwater, OK> > > > >
> > > > > >
