It's no secret that I have horrible feet. I'm not sure when it started, but my feet are nothing but trouble. Have been for years and it seems like there was nothing I could do but suffer with the neverending circle of trying to fix them.
Thankfully, my husband is very smart. He researched my symptoms and has put me on these homeopathic pills to help correct my feet problems. So far, so good. By George, I think he's on to something!
This excites me to no end - not only because the bottoms of my feet have always been horrible, but because I came back from Hawaii with some lovely new rash on the top of my feet. In fact, it's so bad that I'm afraid both of my feet tattoos are permanently damaged. Boo.
Initially we thought I scraped them while snorkeling, but now who knows. Regardless, I'm so happy to have such a smarty-pants husband. Thanks, babe! You make everything better.
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