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Are you hurting, pain that comes upon your body every day as you rise? Do you have pain you've tried to explain to doctor after doctor, searching always for anyone who could understand and offer compassion to you? And yet no help comes time after time. No one knows, understands, or even searches information for the "Monster" that takes you to your knees, grabbing and holding anything to help you get through the unrelenting attacks that many times cause you to think you cannot survive. There is help for you. I write this to let you know we "sufferers" now have help. Six and a half years I lay in gripping, deathly pain, but praise God, help came. Read on, you can also be helped if this is your story. I'm definitely a country girl and proud of it. However, with my husband's job with JC Penney Co. we've moved from one side of the country to the other, seeing much and learning to meet people from all locations in the world. We had a great time showing our two children some wonderful sights in this amazing country! I love all the people, but nothing has impressed me more than the upbringing I had in our small country area outside of Maryville, TN. I credit my mother. Studying every afternoon was her lifeline. She told us many times over how the Bible would have us live. This is my most cherished memory and certainly has attributed to the person I am today, not perfect, but always forgiven. Judy

I'm definitely a country girl and proud of it. However, with my husband's job with JC Penney Co. we've moved from one side of the country to the other, seeing much and learning to meet people from all locations in the world. We had a great time showing our two children some wonderful sights in this amazing country!I love all the people, but nothing has impressed me more than the upbringing I had in our small country area outside of Maryville, TN. I credit my mother. Studying every afternoon was her lifeline. She told us many times over how the Bible would have us live. This is my most cherished memory and certainly has attributed to the person I am today, not perfect, but always forgiven.