TWO OLD GOATS ESSENTIAL OIL LOTION REVIEW

I read about it.

It sounded kind of interesting.

So, I contacted the owner.

It still surprises me that people respond the way they do. I sent an email letting the owners of the company that I would be reviewing their product. I also ask them for additional information that would be helpful for the review. Honestly, I don't expect a response. They probably get tons of requests and I just don't expect much.

We were on the phone 45 minutes.

It was a great conversation.

What absolutely floored me is that they cannot call it an "Arthritis and Fibromyalgia" Essential Lotion anymore. Get this. You can lodge a complaint with the FDA and it can be a totally fabricated one. Like the one lodged against this company allegedly from a competitor. The FDA swoops in "to protect the public." Now, a small company has to change all of the packaging because of a bogus complaint. That's an enormous cost. What kills me is that the FDA allows medications and other formulations that have TONS of side effects on the market.

Protecting the public??

From lotion and soap?????

Give me a break.

I was on Facebook and someone in one of the forums happened to mention Two Old Goats lotion. The comments about the products were positive so I decided I'd try them out. I went to the website and then checked out Amazon. I'm a Prime member so I get free shipping. Anyway, I ordered the product off Amazon. This was before I had spoken with one of the owners of the company. I got the soap, body wash, balm and lotion. I wanted to make sure that I tried everything. Plus, I like to layer my products. I do this with everything. I buy soaps, lotions and even deodorant that matches my scent du jour.

I love the bath. One of my problems is that I own a jetted tub and have a habit of closing my eyes and opening them to bubbles galore descending onto the bathroom floor. I know you're not supposed to add ANYTHING to the tub but I have NEVER listened.

So, with the soap in hand I shuffle off to the bath. I was SO SURPRISED!!! First of all, the smell of the products is very pleasant but the scent doesn't stay on your skin. It leaves just a fragrance that I can only describe as "clean." I really like the smell and, to me, it's combination of lavender and eucalyptus. Here's the thing.......it didn't make bubbles galore!! It lathers wonderfully and dissipates in the tub. I have found a soap that I can use!!

Hooray!!!!

I've given it three weeks. I've used all of the products and I can honestly say that they made me feel better. My hands are a real problem area for me and it helped. I don't know whether it will work for everyone but I really loved these products and I will definitely order them again. 

It contains Lavender, Chamomile, Rosemary, Eucalyptus, Peppermint and Birch Bark. Lavender and Chamomile are relaxants. Rosemary, Eucalyptus and Peppermint have anti-inflammatory properties and Birch Bark is an analgesic. 

When you see the products on the website now you will see that the Fibromyalgia and Arthritis Lotion has been taken off and it's now just called an Essential Oil Lotion. It really irritates me that someone can lodge a bogus complaint against anything and bring the wrath of the FDA down upon your doorstep and you'd better comply. They don't give you a time frame. You just better change everything and then they will take their sweet time in getting back to you about those changes.

I get that the public needs to be protected.

There's a lot of garbage out there.

But when the claim is unsubstantiated???

Protecting the public??

What a crock.

I have to say that I LOVE the products and will order them again.

Even if they didn't give me relief I'd still order them.

It's that bath thing and an FDA thing.

THE PLAGUE AND SHOES APPROXIMATION

WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED?
The plague.

I went out a couple of weeks ago. I was actually feeling pretty good! I was feeling so good that I wore my black heels. The heels that were my mainstay. The heels I could run in and not trip. The heels I desperately missed.  The heels that came off the minute I walked in the door.

Then I got the plague.

There's an icky virus going around.

It's a cross between the flu and a really bad cold. 

And it doesn't go away.

Believe it or not, I've had this for a month. It started out as a sore throat and I went downhill rapidly from there. I bought all the packages of Chloroseptic that CVS had in stock. After a week of fevers coming and going and feeling like crapola I broke down. I went to the doctor. 

So, between the plague and the fibro...

This feels like the worst flu (without the stomach stuff) that you could ever imagine. Except it doesn't go away. All you want to do is go to bed and put the covers over your head. Everything hurts and aches. Kinda sounds like Fibromyalgia doesn't it? You wish it would disappear. (Just like the Fibro!) I've watched every crap show on Direct TV that I could find. I'm bored and my attitude is in the toilet. Please, please go away and take this stuffy and alternately runny nose and hacking cough with it. It's hard enough to sleep at night. Waking up every hour because of coughing just doesn't make it easier. So.....here I go chugging Robitussin all night. (hey doesn't dextromethorphan help the pain of Fibromyalgia????)

The antibiotics make me feel worse than I already felt. I don't do well on certain ones and now, it seems, I can add another one to the list.  First, you have to eat when you take them otherwise they tear up your stomach. That is a killer for me in the morning. I try to eat a piece of toast but I just don't like to eat when I first wake up. I only want my coffee and diet coke.  After I take the antibiotic, I'm so tired that I just want to crawl back in bed. I can't hold my eyes open and I just feel lousy. Sick and tired.

After a week of this something doesn't feel right. I should be getting better. This just can't be right. I call the doctor and he agrees. The first set of antibiotics didn't do the trick. I had to go back for a second helping. Yep.....let's change the antibiotics. Now, I'm starting ANOTHER seven days of medication. I have to be on the antibiotics because it's gone into a bronchial infection and he's worried about pneumonia. Yippee. 

What do I hate the most about this? I look terrible. My nose looks like a clown nose. Every touch of a Kleenex makes it even worse.  I think I've gone through 10 boxes in the past week. My face is red, my eyes are watery,  my nose is red, my cough is icky and my bones ache. My hair is hanging and I've worn the same t-shirt to bed for a week. I stopped looking in the mirror a few days ago. I'm breathing in essential oils that helps my breathing. Poor little Buster, he stays right by me and won't go out until I get out of bed. 

The fibromyalgia makes our bodies feel lousy on a daily basis. 

So what does this do? 

My favorite saying......

Add a tiara.

Hmmmm......a clown nose and a tiara......

I don't think the circus would take me right now. 

Bleh......

I'm feeling too lousy to change my sheets...

I'm feeling too lousy to change my t-shirt.

I'm feeling too lousy to do much of anything.

Snoopy had it right......

RAINY DAYS AND MONDAYS ALWAYS GET ME DOWN

I just can't seem to catch a break.

It's raining again.

Ow.

I feel like my whole life is on hold again. I just don't want to do anything when the pain level is going past voodoo. On a scale from one to ten, I just blew past 11. For some reason the last few days have been REAL BAD. I'll bet they can hear the howl on the other side of the valley.

I had to run out to Williams Sonoma (yeah, tough errand) and I got some cooking clay for chicken. My daughter and I have fond memories of this clay pot that I'd make dinner in and now she can play with clay herself. I didn't want to go out at all. I dropped it off at her house, smiling like I didn't have a care in the world, and came home and got into bed.

And I didn't leave it.

I'm feeling fragmented and raw again. There's something about pain that puts me right back into feeling "not good enough." I tried walking on the treadmill but after stopping every two to three minutes, I just gave up. The problem is that I set a goal for myself. I'm typical Type A squared and it feels like I'm falling short of the high standards that I set for myself. I'm so self-critical and I'm tired of having impossibly high standards that I fail to reach.

Why am I doing this to myself again?

I'm starting to go into think mode and that's a dangerous place for me to be. I analyze, over analyze, over analyze it again, beat it into the ground, bury it, resurrect it and then start the process all over again. 

See?

I even drive myself crazy.

What is it about pain that starts the regression? Is it the pain or the realization that it will always be with me? Last night about 3 o'clock I was awake and praying that I could find a baseball bat to take to my legs and praying that the roller coaster would stop and I could get off. I can't describe this sensation except that it's like a spring tightening until it almost breaks and then it lets go. The trouble is that it keeps doing that over and over again. That doesn't even count what my hands are doing. 

I've used the essential oils, been in the jetted tub, I've rubbed Topricin on my legs, I've taken the pain medication and muscle relaxers.........zip, nada, zilch.

I think I'm just tired.

And there are pretty puffy clouds forecast for the next few days.

I keep looking around for the license number of that truck that hit me again.

Ow......

Ow..........

Ow........

I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER

For all of this Joanna:

Forgive me.

It was just too good to pass up!

I was in big trouble. I knew it when I said I'd go to the presentation. This is my knitting class all over again. It was just a matter of how much damage I'd do.

To be fair about this, I love essential oils. I think that the essence of certain plants and herbs have definite medicinal and healing properties. I got hooked on this when I was in college and started reading about them. I like to combine holistic methods along with conventional medicine. I do believe that there is room for both.

Now one of the first rules of sales is that you keep your eye on the target and you don't let them out of your sight. I know this. I've trained this. What did I do? This wonderful lady offered to take me to the presentation and I said, "Sure." 

I was a dead duck.

When we walked in the home it was set up perfectly. All the oils were set out and there was a diffuser in the room spraying a lovely, peaceful scent. It was just like being in a spa. 

The next salvo was fired.

Then we start with the flip board and the evils of the pharmaceutical companies. I could see it coming. I could feel it. 

Then..............as she explained the properties of the oils and locking her eyes on mine, she slowly unscrewed the cap and held it out to me.

"Smell it," she said.

I was done.

All I wanted to know is how much and how fast I could get my hands on these little babies and just like that I was an owner. I won't say how much I spent but I will say that it is on the same level as the offer my former husband made me if I finished the sweater. There's an old phone room saying. You want to make them ask how many are in the box. When they do that......well, you know you've got them.

I not only asked how many were in the box, I asked how many boxes they had and how soon I could get them.

For a woman who made her living in sales I just wish I had a hundred of me walking through the door everyday. 

I not only took the bait, I put the hook in my mouth for her.

Anyone need oil???????