Welcome to Fibrofam!

          I had everything that I ever wanted. I had a beautiful wife, the house in the suburbs with the white picket fence, the great kids and a successful business.   Then came the accident. A multi-car rear end collision my wife could easily have not survived. In its wake, came the life-changing diagnosis of Fibromyalgia. An invisible illness which caused her excruciating pain, turned her breezy effortless walk into an old lady's shuffle and twisted her bright wit into a frightening fog that cost her the career she loved. She endured a laundry list of strong, addictive, and often useless drugs, suspicious looks and ignorant remarks, the medical care, good and bad. Hope and the loss of hope. 

          If my upbringing had a mantra, it was 'man up.'  But the philosophy that served me so well in the past, was falling short now. Many statistics show that the number one cause of death for a fibromyalgia sufferer is suicide. I had to get this right. She needed me. I needed…something. But it seemed men who are caregivers have no voice. This is a role most of us are ill prepared for. And even among close friends and family, the sense that  I was alone nearly brought me to the breaking point. My loyalty and commitment to my wife was tested to the limit. With literally millions of people, primarily women suffering from this fibromyalgia and other chronic illnesses, there are millions of men in my place. Suffering with their partners, but without support. So here is my self-created therapy. My voice. The voice of unheard millions.