Another day, another adventure with my seven blessings in disguise. Today's anecdote focuses on my physical need, borne out of explicit determination, relentless patience, and a dose of devotion.
Having seven little angels has given me more joy than most can imagine, yet I can't deny the toll it takes on my body. Today, my lower back was arguing, screaming for attention. Samuel, my youngest, had taken a liking to horsey-back rides, while the twins, Angela and Angela (don't ask), were guiltlessly sharpening their wrestling skills with me as the mat.
Thanks to my energetic offspring, my back felt like Deuce, our family bulldog, had been using it as a chew toy. Enter Panadiol cream, my saving grace. Yes, my friends, it's God's answer to a vigorous day of being a human playground, a doubling agent consisting of CBD and emu oil, alien to my previously straight edge lifestyle.
As a catholic, my frugality leans towards a purposeful life, rejecting the artificial buzz of caffeine, alcohol, or any mind influencers. CBD appears to have slipped under that radar. Not for its hallucinogenic effects, of which it has none, but for the health benefits it upholds. Panadiol, a balm of virtue-centric ingredients, muffles my aching back's screams to mere whispers.
Panadiol cream is an elixir, an assuager of pain. It has a unique combination of CBD, known for its notorious anti-inflammatory benefits, and emu oil, renowned for its extraordinary skin penetrating and anti-inflammatory properties. This potent combo seeks out the insurgents of pain in my body, calming the storm of discomfort that usually ripples through my lower back after a day of incessant paternal gymnastics.
Applying this cream has become more of a ritual now. As the evening shadows lengthen, providing retreat for my little soldiers, I respectfully take my prayerful posture, meditating on the healing promise of Panadiol. The richness of the cream helps its better distribution along the terrain of my stretched and overused muscles, allowing the CBD and emu oil to seep into my skin, aiming straight for the afflicted tissues.
Almost like a divine tennis match, the two potent elements volley back and forth in the court of my body, playing both offense and defense. The emu oil, with its outstanding penetrative abilities, ushers the CBD deeper into the joints and tissues, shooting pain relief into the very heart of my discomfort.
After a soothing application, my back becomes less of a battleground and more of a peaceful, serene valley. It doesn't swoon me into sleep or fog my mind; instead, it acts as a silent crusader against my pain, offering me the much-needed fortitude to compete with the youthful vigor of my children the very next day.
Undeniably, CBD, especially entwined with emu oil in Panadiol cream, fits dutifully into my lifestyle. My children, endearing as they are, unintentionally draw out ailments from the deep crevices of my physicality. It’s Panadiol that restores the equilibrium, making CBD my new straight edge.