I could send you a cheesehead. And now that you've gotten so good at uploading pics to the forum . . lol

Great idea Herc. My date is May 7, 2007.

Not sure when mine is either. It might be worth going back to the WARD(for a quick visit) to find out......ONLY a visit to find out, NOT a stay. Although I am in need of a vacation....LOL!!!!!

Cool, remind us when the day is coming up so we can all wish you a happy you day, I'm glad you have turned an ugly day inside out to reveal the true you making it a wonderous day. Touche.
Your happiness gives me encouragement, I hope others reading this will find it special.
Go for the Gold Grama, we'll put it on your neck in sept.

Well, guess I am going to have to remind Ruddy and Whitewolf when my new B'day is coming up

I am also wondering if She Cat has made the visit, all be it a brief one, to the ward to get her date? And as for Anthony, You need to find out your date too. Whitewolf and Tude, you guys need to find your dates too.

Maybe we could have a "Happy Day" list at the 1st of every month.

Herc,


I haven't gone yet, for rear that they may keep me indefinitely....LOL!!! Actually not so funny, it may be true...

here now we all have a post for new celebration days!!!!! Have unsad day to you, happy unsad day to you, please remember you are special,
Happy new birthday to you,
white wolf

I think mine was in May 1998. I remember thinking "Wow", so that's it. I was a little surprised I had a diagnosis such as PTSD. I did not know much about it in the way of clinical information. I thought I was just fighting an addiction problem with pain killers.
My gosh, what an awfull 3 day weekend that was. I flew to Connecticut to undergo "rapid detox". My mother accompanied me on this trip. They put you under anesthesia, then administer an opiate antagonist. When I came out of anesthesia, I had no strength, not even enough to go to the bathroom on my own. Then the next day, we got on a jet, had a transfer of flight in Newark I believe it was. I could barely sit up semistraight in a wheelchair, and I remember my dear mother pushing me in that wheelchair for about 2 country miles, clear to the other side of the airport. They got me on the plane with about 5 minutes to spare, and I crashed out, taking up 3 seats. I was cold, so a stewardess brought me a blanket, which I still have.
I can look back on that and laugh a little, but that was a rough weekend. I didn't get my strength for about 7 days.
Then Monday morning, I stayed home. I remember watching the local news on TV that morning. There was a breaking story of a policeman who got killed that morning, leaving behind a wife and 2 children.
I was in the house alone, and I remember I started to cry, for that policeman's family, who I didn't even know. I cried for several hours, then I got to my feet, and though I was still weak, I got in my truck and went to a buffet restaurant and got something to eat. I have not been back to that restaurant to this day.
I didn't think men were supposed to do this, and I never thought I would print this, but nonetheless, that's what happened.

As far as I am concerned Emotions are Emotions and it does not really matter who they belong to. They hurt, they are sad---all the other one too!''

IMHO, you should be proud of the step you have taken by telling us this story. It takes a strong man to disclose this story. Hold your head up and be proud of yourself.

With your permission I would like to share a story with you that you might enjoy.

NA! I share with everyone in a new thread! Congrats on telling the story

I was just wondering if anybody is having thier "other" birthday this month?

Mine is next month on the 21st. I know, I know, that's not what you asked is it?

take care, Morgan