* * Please, I need the Brotherhood's help **

[Zethco]

Please, I need your help.

Here’s a link to a brief description in a post I created yesterday. It will give at least some cliff notes.

This is very hard to make brief, as it’s an amazing story of many many unfortunate events that caused me to fall very ill. At the same time, many more devastating events all occurring as a direct, domino-like effect from my condition. All the while I’ve continued to get substantially worse as some mystery illness destroyed my body at will.

This began as a simple surgery 17 September 2008. Mayo diagnosed me on 17 March as having an Autonomic Nervous System, Periphial/Polyradicular Neuropathy caused by unknown events. Noting that my symptoms were atypical and very severe. MANY of my severe symptoms were NOT explained by that diagnosis. They were right, but clearly there was more to the story.

I’ve continued to worsen substantially and until late August, I was bound to a wheelchair. Barely able to walk and unable to even speak or communicate in any way by that point. I simply could no longer care for my own basic needs.

I recently realized I would soon lose this fight and orphan my beautiful boy, Aedan, if I didn’t somehow find enough strength for one last fight to get medical help. And haven’t yet been healthy enough to marry Nikki as I’ve planned for so long, much less buy even a basic ring.

By some minor miracle, an Emergency Room visit on 10 August sparked my mind a bit and I re-read my medical records. On 14 August, Nikki and I came to Cali to present my findings to my Neurologist at Stanford (Palo Alto, CA) who now agrees. When she left for Chicago to care for our Son, I asked her to take the wheelchair with her so I’d be forced to fight that much harder once again.

We now know what caused the Neuropathy and what’s destroying the rest of me. I can’t yet publically say who/what caused this as it will likely turn into an uphill legal battle at some point in the distant future. I WILL though tell all who will listen in person.


Once I finished with my last Neurology appointment on Tuesday, enough dust settled for me to truly see the reality of what I’m up against in the rest of my life.

Bottom line is this: I WILL BEAT THIS. Somehow. No matter how long it takes. I’ve now all but completely missed half of Aedan’s 2 years. I can’t bare thinking I could miss more or miss it all. I'm just honestly out of gas and headed toward a brick wall. Fast. And I need support from my Brothers to keep me going somehow.

Your overwhelming response of willingness to help with injectors woke me up and gave me a little life again. Imagine yourself in my shoes. As a strong Man and brand new Father, and you’ll save me from having to actually type what you’ve done for my spirit and for my will.

I need to stop being so stupidly stoic and prideful and actually ask for help. Something I’ve never in my life done until these posts. I’m the one who helps, not the other way around. Just never occurs to me that there are people who would help me.

I have decided to finally launch the website I was planning to start/use as a Blog to help others like me. But it just occurred to me that maybe I can also help myself one last time. Once at least a rough outline is completed, I’ll launch the site with the actual details of what happened medically at least.

Detailed story will be found shortly at www.MichaelChristian.net . I will post here when it's up.

(splitting into a second small post to ease reading)