Can olive oil relieve pain? Is the olive oil pain relief industry about to go mainstream? More importantly, can you relieve yourself of the pain of hearing me talk about olive oil all day long?
Yes to #1. Veliki NE za #2. Not until I’m dead at least. Not until the Seed Oils Mafia orders a hit.
This brings me to the only thing more painful than being split open by your friendly neighborhood Chicago Typewriter. The only thing worse than failing to make your “protection” payments:
Last week, my friend Eric went to the doctor’s office to get a scrip for his regular batch of Tylenol NO. 3 with Codeine.
The Doc’s prescription? MEDITATION. I ain’t lyin. This is what you get with socialized medicare.
Apparently, there’s a HUGE crackdown on T3 prescriptions right now. Docs in Canada are catching a boatload of trouble for passing them out like candy.
And while the ban hammer comes down hard for T3s, this only amplifies the problem for people who actually have recurring migraines. My friend Eric being one of them. He’s been through 6 different medications and this is the only thing that has worked for him so far.
Desperate as he was for a solution, the last thing he wanted to hear me talk about were the myriad health benefits of extra virgin olive oil. Especially the kind of olive oil that comes from my family farm in Croatia.
It’s one thing to meme on Twitter about how great olive oil is—I rarely exaggerate—but when you’re moments away from blacking out, you’d rather do a triple swan dive gainer off a concrete parkade.
So I pressed on.
“Eric. Listen to me, man. A premium extra virgin olive oil, such as Selo Oils, is high in oleocanthol, a natural chemical compound that works almost like ibuprofen does to reduce inflammation and headaches. Except it doesn’t have any negative side-effects, and, unlike high-powered Tylenol, doesn’t harm your liver in the long run. In fact, it’s been shown to protect the liver from all sorts of ailments.“
“Well. Gee. Alright, Mart. That sounds swell. Maybe I’ll take 1-2 tablespoons of Croatian extra virgin olive oil—specifically, the olive oil from your village—every morning when I wake up!”
And Eric lived Happily Ever After.
And the Codeine Police never came for him.
Be like Eric. Say no to swelling pain. Get Selo.
If you LOVE real extra virgin olive oil as much as I do, consider purchasing some of my own hand-picked, first cold pressed, extra virgin liquid gold, direct from my family farm in Croatia.