Fibromyalgia for six years. Bed at ten, awake at one, then three, then five. The first evening I used this I slept until half six. I'd forgotten what that felt like.

Four years to get a diagnosis, then a leaflet and 'learn to pace yourself'. The pregabalin left me foggy and the pain stayed. Six weeks with this and my mornings are mine again. I no longer scan my body before my feet touch the floor.

I ordered it for my mum. Fibromyalgia, eleven appointments in six years, and a folder of NHS letters. She thought I was wasting money. Three weeks later she rang me first, before nine in the morning. She hadn't done that in months.

Thirty-one years as a practice nurse. I handed out the same leaflet to women like me, and I believed it too. Then it was my turn. Two months with the RedLight Pro and I'm back volunteering at the hospice shop every Tuesday.

I was sceptical. My bathroom cabinet is a graveyard: wheat bags, magnesium sprays, a TENS machine, a copper bracelet. This is the first thing I've used every single evening for two months. The 3am waking has gone quiet.

Three weeks and I'm sleeping through the night without my shoulders waking me. Four years that didn't happen. I never write things like this online but I had to. Thank you, truly.

Fibromyalgia picked a bloke. Took me 5 years to even say the word out loud, and the GP still handed me the same leaflet. Ten minutes before bed, warmth and that deep pressure. First full nights' sleep in years, and the morning fog lifts by breakfast.

The letter from the clinic said 'management'. Six sessions of physio and a goodbye. This did more in three weeks than every appointment put together. My husband says I've stopped flinching when he hugs me.

Fibromyalgia for six years. Bed at ten, awake at one, then three, then five. The first evening I used this I slept until half six. I'd forgotten what that felt like.

Four years to get a diagnosis, then a leaflet and 'learn to pace yourself'. The pregabalin left me foggy and the pain stayed. Six weeks with this and my mornings are mine again. I no longer scan my body before my feet touch the floor.

I ordered it for my mum. Fibromyalgia, eleven appointments in six years, and a folder of NHS letters. She thought I was wasting money. Three weeks later she rang me first, before nine in the morning. She hadn't done that in months.

Thirty-one years as a practice nurse. I handed out the same leaflet to women like me, and I believed it too. Then it was my turn. Two months with the RedLight Pro and I'm back volunteering at the hospice shop every Tuesday.

I was sceptical. My bathroom cabinet is a graveyard: wheat bags, magnesium sprays, a TENS machine, a copper bracelet. This is the first thing I've used every single evening for two months. The 3am waking has gone quiet.

Three weeks and I'm sleeping through the night without my shoulders waking me. Four years that didn't happen. I never write things like this online but I had to. Thank you, truly.

Fibromyalgia picked a bloke. Took me 5 years to even say the word out loud, and the GP still handed me the same leaflet. Ten minutes before bed, warmth and that deep pressure. First full nights' sleep in years, and the morning fog lifts by breakfast.

The letter from the clinic said 'management'. Six sessions of physio and a goodbye. This did more in three weeks than every appointment put together. My husband says I've stopped flinching when he hugs me.