Ha, it would have been fun to see your mom tag you in FB with that one. Well, I would have chuckled anyway.
I have no idea whether it is hooey or not, but if I had serious cramp issues or whatever I would likely investigate it further. I never really had those issues, but I know women that suffer badly. My parts retired 14 years ago so not so much an issue. Fun comments.
For cramping, I would think a hotpad or warm towel would be a more effective way of delivering heat to the muscles that actually do the cramping.
Oh I agree, but I didn't have those kinds of horrible cramps so I don't know what I would have tried in that case.
Heated seats are about the best thing I've found for my cramps.
I wouldn't have thought to put the heat on my BACK... but something about the position I guess does a world of good.
Second best are those low-heat pads you can wear under your clothes for eight hours at a stretch. Even the hand warmers (which are way cheaper) shoved in the front pockets of my jeans help nicely. Hmm... maybe I should shove them in the back pockets too...
But would you try steam? I have no idea the actual logistics of this. It does seem like heating pads or even a nice hot tub would warm the innards well enough.
Yeah, I'm thinking, I'd rather try a nice hot bath with various configurations of herbal remedies - tea taken internally or in the bath water, than risk steam burns,
ION, Spooooon!
Steam?
Shoot, if I'm going to snap and go completely bugfuck insane I'm going to grab a knife and finally start stabbing myself in the abdomen - I'm not waiting around for something to boil.
eta: Um. Not to put too fine a point in it, my 'feeling the same' here was in response to Windsparrow's comment.
I feel the same. I love a good hot water bottle and, frankly, am resisting reading anything about this steaming process. Don' wanna know.
My fancy schmancy teas (of which, I hope ita would approve...lo, how I wish I could ask her about temperatures...) are keeping me pretty relaxed and invigorated.
I have comments but I'm mostly um Nope nopenope to steam.
I'm home early from work. I cut my finger open on a cardboard box, which wasn't fun. And made it for awhile until I started getting hot (no one else was) and started having trouble sentencing.
Which is how I described it to my supervisor. "Um, so I need to go. I'm not...you know.. I'm hot and I had trouble with the ...thing with the customer (transaction) because ....I'm having trouble sentencing. Talking. long sentences."
Which at that point he let me go. I left my boots at work (wore my work shoes), dropped my keys at work. Then at home walked into the drainage ditch trying to get to the house. (it's full of snow I thought it was solid ground).
I'm calling the doctor on Monday. This spacey ness is stupid.