This worked for me: Peter Gillam's Natural Vitality - a magnesium supplement.

My story: 20 years ago I fell. I hurt my shoulders and back. Nothing showed up on the x-ray. The doctor recommended physical therapy. I didn't get better, I got worse. So the physical therapist said do more, try harder. I did but I didn't get stronger, I got weaker.

The doctor sent me to some nerve doctor who refused to look at a drawing I had done of my body showing where the knots were. I passed the nerve test. When I tried to show him where I hurt he said there were no nerves there and my complaints made no sense.

I then developed difficulty sleeping. The doctor sent me to a sleep clinic. They said I wasn't sleeping very well but they only had two choices: sleep apnea and narcolepsy and that I had neither.

Eventually I had to give up playing the piano and flute.

I gave up ironing.

I gave up mopping the floor.

I gave up cooking.

I gave up making the bed.

I gave up driving a stick shift without power steering, power brakes or power windows. I couldn't roll down the window!

I gave up gardening.

I gave up crocheting.

I woke up in the morning exhausted, went to work, came home and went to bed. I worked 8 hours, I slept 16 hours. That's all I did. I told the doctor that it felt like someone had lit a match and I was on fire all-over. The doctor scoffed.

I joined the YWCA arthritis water class but their exercises didn't help. When I told the instructor my strange symptoms, she brought me a brochure on fibromyalgia. There were all my symptoms!. There was even a diagram of a body with knots that matched my drawing. I was so excited. My disease had a name. She sold me an exercise tape from Oregon that said you had to hold each exercise 60 seconds. I dutifully did them everyday. I improved, a little.

I found a massage therapist that my health insurance would not pay. I called him a medieval torturer as he worked my knots because it hurt so bad but I began to improve, a little.

I developed a routine: If I varied my tasks into 2-hour increments, I could do the same task for two hours. Since my job description allowed control of my own work, it worked until my boss thought it was real funny to batch my job assignments as it was more efficient. I told her that aggravated my illness but she just laughed at me. I got sicker, sicker, sicker.

Then we lost all our clerk typists. Instead of hiring temps, my Affirmative Action promoted female boss assigned all female property appraisers to clerk typist duties forcing me to do the same task for 8 hours. I couldn't do it.. I complained to the Union but regs said a member could be assigned a lower job as long as they were paid their higher wage. They thought it was hilariously funny that the City was paying Property Appraisal wages for clerk typist work. I couldn’t get it through their head that I could not physically do the work without aggravating my illness.

Finally my doctor gave me a choice, "retire or die". The City gave me a choice "retire or get fired". I retired but I got my revenge when I testified against the crooked City Assessor.

One day, my chiropractor, Dr. James Farmer, recommended a magnesium supplement that he just happened to sell. He said it had worked for some of his other patients. I was skeptical but it was only $21 and I had tried scads of more expensive stuff that didn't work so I put a teaspoon of it in a class of water, drank it, nothing happened and I forgot all about it. Later, without thinking, I just casually picked up something off the floor and as I stood up, I realized I wasn't in pain!

Then a few weeks later, I realized my shoulders still hurt. I went to my doctor who had just implemented a new automated system. No patient was allowed to talk to a real person. You had to enter your patient number into the telephone and talk to a computer. I gained ten pounds from all the stress.

So I tried a new doctor. He insisted on an x-ray. I told him the x-ray would show nothing. When the x-ray showed nothing, he decided I was a drug addict who was trying to con him into prescribing pain pills. I had not asked for pain pills.I gained ten pounds from all the stress.

So I tried a new doctor. He sent me to a specialist who discovered I had torn rotator cuffs. That's what had caused the fibromyalgia - undiagnosed torn rotator cuffs from that fall. He recommended surgery. He got prior approval from the insurance company. He insisted on pre-approval as he said they didn't like to pay for this type of surgery.. After the surgery and just as physical therapy started, the insurance company refused my claim, not once, not twice but three times. They insisted I had been in a car accident and was suing somebody. How do you prove you weren't in a car accident? Luckily for me, my chiropractor gave me some exercises to do in the hot tub at the YMCA. In the meantime, I fought, fought, fought the insurance company who suddenly did an about-face and pretended they had never denied my claim. I gained ten pounds from all the stress.

Then I had the other shoulder operated on. The insurance company didn’t bother denying my claim. I just got a letter from a lawyer demanding proof under penalty of perjury that I had not been in a car accident.

So if you try it, maybe it'll work for you or maybe you'll just be out $21.