Dear Biofreeze:
I just want to say thanks. You are the only thing keeping me going at the moment.
Every year, I get a pinched nerve in my neck. Just once a year. It’s weird, I know, but it has been happening like clockwork since I was in college.
And for a couple of days, I walk around like Quasimodo.
Felt cute. Might delete later.
My former go-to remedy was this amazing balm I bought in France. But when I opened it up this time, I discovered it had liquefied. Ick.
Sometimes my pinched nerve resolves itself in a day or so. When it doesn’t, my next step is massage therapy.
“Houston” (really) tried to help me yesterday. During the massage, he shared with me all of his knowledge about the various muscle groups and trigger points and fascia and the arm bone connected to the blah blah blah. The guy would not shut up.
(Seriously, though: Please don’t try to chat during my massage. I’m not paying you to talk.)
It didn’t help. Biofreeze, you got me through the night.
I finally cried “Uncle!” and went to the the chiropractor.
Dr. Eric practically wrung me out like a dishrag accompanied by sounds like a pine log on a fire.
I assume I’ll feel better soon.
In the meantime, you are making movement manageable.
Gratefully,
Beth
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