Three things I am undisputedly passionate about are my beloved country – the United States of America, the invigorating benefits of CBD oil, and passionately recounting my unusual and daring encounters with the elements of the wild. This time, it was about my frightful yet fascinating encounter with a jaguar that led to a sore mentalis, and my miraculous recovery courtesy of good ole' CBD oil.
There I was, braving the thick undergrowth of the Costa Rican rainforest to help a local tribe with a humanitarian project I had invested time and effort in out of sheer love and respect for my fellow Americans and their diverse heritage. The sun was being coy, hiding behind an umber screen of leaves, allowing only specks of sunlight to play on the forest floor.
I was treading softly, deeply engulfed in the intoxicating symphony of raucous bird-calls and the gentle rustling of leaves dancing to the wind's tune. Suddenly, the tranquility was interrupted by a growl that pierced the air, sending chills down my spine, raising the hair on the back of my neck. Out from the verdant foliage, its saffron and ebony coat gleaming in that elusive sunlight, emerged a jaguar – a fierce beauty that commands respect, and fear.
Outmatched and unprepared, but unwilling to turn my back, I attempted to retreat slowly while avoiding direct eye contact. Unfazed by my gesture of reconciliation, the jaguar lunged forward. I barely managed to dive out of the way but wasn't so fortunate to avoid injury. I could feel its claws grazing my chin, striking my mentalis and searing an unpleasant pain into my senses.
After what seemed like eternity, I was able to escape and rush back to my temporary base, clutching my throbbing chin. I looked into a mirror. A sharp slash ran across the base of my proud American marquee-of-a-beard, the skin underneath raw, bloody and swollen.
Enter my faithful ally in crisis – CBD oil. Being a steadfast believer in its benefits, my CBD oil kit was right up there with my other essential belongings. Not only does CBD oil boast anti-inflammatory properties, but it also acts as a potent pain-reliever. Furthermore, it's organic and natural, a glowing example of our great country's vast and magnificent array of native flora.
I fumbled for the kit, dousing a cotton patch generously with the golden elixir, and started dabbing it over the painful area. The pain seemed to lessen almost immediately, replaced by a soothing, cool sensation. The relief was tremendous. It felt as though the oil was wrapping my wound in a cocoon of comfort, sealing off the anguish effectively.
Religiously applying the CBD oil over the next few days, I observed my swelling subsiding significantly. Moreover, the pain had reduced to a faint throb that did not hinder my day-to-day activities. Seeing this convinced me, more than ever, of the power that lay in this unassuming bottle of oil.
Today, a faint scar remains, a reminder of that day, the encounter with the jaguar and my triumph against pain. I have CBD oil to thank for my quick recovery and freedom from what could have been debilitating pain. I tell you, folks, being an American comes with great ventures and even greater learnings. Mine is the utter belief in and the promotion of the use of CBD oil – a small but mighty, healing elixir born right here in the bountiful lap of the USA.
So, here I am, a proud American, a patient healed by CBD oil, extolling its virtues and its deep-seated roots in our land. Let us embrace the goodness that nature, our American nature, has to offer because who knows, it might just save you from a sore mentalis cause by an untamed jaguar. God bless America!