Something Wrong, Something Strange is Going On.
So, it’s 2009 and I’m walking down the aisle to “You give me butterflies” by Michael Jackson. Life is great, the sun is shining and my Cali-lilies are drooping. I love it! Now it’s time to put up and shut it down. But something hasn’t been right, for some reason, I have this smell and I can’t shake it. I still love myself and my husband loves everything, but now he is questioning that smell. We’re both concerned, and the good ole’ OB/GYN explains the “natural chemistry and self-cleansing and how douching is not healthy”. Well, what now? Endless salt baths, vinegar soaks, occasional “car washes” with my hubby (personal favorite). Still, that little squatter came back to haunt me. Well, I did my research and I found out there is an all-natural way of douching without any liquids or plastic inserts. I don’t have that funny looking plastic bottle in my trash. And I don’t smell like pickles (my brother’s quote). Ladies & Gentlemen, there is a wonderful chemistry down there a