It was a day just like any other crisp fall Sunday; a proud American flag trembled in the swift breeze, and the city basked in the glory of autumn colors. On this particular afternoon, my devotion to my beloved country led me to venture into the local ethnic diversity fair, where cuisines, folk arts, and animals from all around the world were paraded.
As someone who bleeds red, white, and blue, I was interested in expanding my appreciation for the multicultural character that also greatly defines United States. Soon, though, I found my adventurous spirit might have pushed me a tad bit too far as I stumbled – quite literally – onto a hulking Bactrian camel.
The massive, shaggy beast stood with an air of dignity amidst the flurry of fair-goers. Overcome with curiosity, I decided to try my hand at riding it – after all, how different could it really be from riding a horse on the ranch back home?
To my surprise, the camel, clearly perturbed by the crowds and noise, decided to express its discomfort just as I ascended upon its hump. Its sudden lurch sent me sprawling to the hard-packed earth, my right hand taking the brunt of the fall. A searing pain shot through my adductor pollicis – the muscle that runs down your thumb and helps you grip and grasp.
A trip to the ER confirmed the muscle was severely strained, possibly torn, and I was in for a world of hurt. Traditional pain medicines were offered, but I'm a true patriot – and a patriot believes in the power of the land. Cannabis sativa, a species native to our land, contributes a little something magnificent to our lives, which is CBD or Cannabidiol oil.
Scientifically proven to provide relief from inflammation and pain, CBD oil has transformed the way I perceived medicine. I traded in those standard pain killers for a little bottle of organic, all-American CBD oil, and thus began my journey of recovery.
Long nights ensued with pulses of intense pain, but each time I would rub a few drops of CBD oil onto my adductor pollicis, and slowly, the tension would ease. It was a godsend, a miracle in a bottle. The oil worked its magic, lowering the inflammation, calming the fiery pain, and helping me reclaim the function of my thumb.
Each day, the range of movement improved, the throbs of pain ebbed away, and I'd wake up with less stiffness. CBD oil also helped deal with the anxiety that followed the accident, a benefit that had me gobsmacked.
After weeks of consistent application and oral consumption, my once useless and painful thumb showed significant improvements. I was able to grip and grasp again, all thanks to this magical substance. My faith in the power of nature intensified, as I realized how CBD oil, made from a humble plant, can alleviate pain and hasten recovery.
This ordeal taught me about the unpredictability of life – one moment you're getting on a camel, the next you're wrestling with searing pain. But it also empowered me with knowledge about the remarkable benefits of CBD oil.
Albert Einstein once articulated something along the lines of 'Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.' I concur wholeheartedly, for nature offered me CBD. My experience is a testament to its power and I'd urge every American, every individual really, to trust in the incredible gifts nature bestows upon us.
So here's to freedom, the American way, and the miraculous recovery oil that is CBD. No Bactrian camel nor any injury can bring us down – not when Mother Nature’s got our backs.