my saving grace.

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i used to have an HSA account.
post December 2010 the rules were changing 
and
zero OTC drugs were to be purchased on my lovely card.
so, i decided to take matters into my own hands.
i binged.
i went to target and stocked up on:
prenatals, ibuprofen and multi vitamins etc.

now pregnant i can't take advantage of all the ibuprofen.
i'm sure john will do his fair share.

i had a few headaches and they passed.
but a few weeks ago i had a spliiiiiiiiiiiiiting one.
not a migraine 
(well i don't think it was as i haven't had one before and thought i would know if i have one)
but a really bad headache. the kind you go to bed with and wake up with.

i was talking to friend, amanda about this issue and she recommended 
the one
the only
Tiger Balm.



amanda instructed me to rub a lil dab on my temples and sit in cool air.
i felt instant relief.
instant.

this has seriously been my saving grace for any inkling of a headache.
careful the amount you use though.
my skin peeled a little, but a) i used too much and b) have sensitive skin.
i have it down now and within minutes of it on my temples
i feel like a new human.

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Husband/Future Dad/Need Meeter said…
Product advertisement? Infomercial director? Very impressive.
2/6/11
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