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Baking Soda Bath Is Pure Heaven

Seven medications and I can spell none of them. I have thrown sleeping pills and pain reliever into the fray. For the morphine was not cutting it. I was in dire pain. Then I took a baking soda bath. Pure heaven, that bath. Instant relief. Joe ran out and bought all the baking soda the store had. He had to rent a truck to bring it in. He is crazy like that When a loved one like me is as sick as I am. The truck broke down on the way down the driveway, But I revved up our magic conveyor belt and we had that baking soda inside lickety split. It is filling up the kitchen, the hallway, and most of the bathroom. I have enough room to squeeze into the tub, so all is good.

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Date: 6/6/2019 12:31:00 PM
So sweet of him, to buy all the store's baking soda for you - I hope you rest and recover soon - my hubby's still dealing with the pain of his recent sickness (unfortunately it may be permanent)
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/7/2019 9:17:00 PM
I am sad to hear about your husband. I am in pain every day with these shingles. They are horrible!

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