How to get rid of varicose veins: I have found a remedy that nobody talks about on TV
It started with a harmless vascular network that appeared in the first trimester of pregnancy. My belly grew and my weight too. By the way, in that time she had put on a lot of weight: 20 kilos. It was hard for me to move. My legs were sore and swollen, and by the time of delivery, they were covered in a network of blue-brown veins that made me want to play noughts and crosses.

The doctor I trusted told me they were varicose veins and that all pregnant women suffer from them. That is our female physiology. It's just that the ointments he recommended didn't help. The effect was weak. The pain subsided with the compression stockings, but not for long. My veins were still swollen.
When my Diego was born, I had to put my illnesses aside. My son was very restless, my husband was at work and I was bursting. The baby did not give me any respite at all, he was always in my arms. Then he got older, he started to crawl and it got even more difficult. Before you know it, he's already testing the litter in the kitty box or trying on his dad's shoes. I used to spend the day from one place to another and at night I could hardly move.
I couldn't sleep at night, doubled over in pain, as if my legs were cauterized with a hot iron. And if we didn't go for a walk in the park, I couldn't sleep because of the guilt. What kind of mother is this... incomplete.
Back then I didn't have a single skirt in my wardrobe, although my figure allowed me to even wear a mini (I quickly got back in shape, thanks to genetics and my active son). I was terribly ashamed of my legs, which were covered in knots and blue bumps, and I hid them under my pants.
As expected, the clinic did not give me any good news. I stopped taking care of myself... My veins were in bad shape. The doctor said that he had to go to the hospital to have the varicose nodules removed. And after the operation, you have to wait for a miracle. Because there are no guarantees. A relapse can happen at any time.
With that perspective the world fell apart. You risk your health, you submit to the surgeon's knife and there are no guarantees.
My husband and I had a long talk about what to do. In the end we decided to postpone the operation and try to find a cure. We ask for information from acquaintances. A colleague of my husband's told me that his mother had been cured by a hereditary healer. He explained roughly where to find her.
We went on a long journey (600 km one way), but we could not meet the witch: the old woman had already died. Since she had no children, she shared her knowledge with a neighbor. She told us that horse chestnut, wormwood, and chamomile would heal my veins.
Back home, I searched the internet for remedies containing these plants. And it turned out that both these and other agents against varicose veins are contained in the cream Veniselle. He asks for it. And for good reason! The old woman had not been wrong!
After only two days of use of VeniselleI felt something tickle my shins. It is difficult to describe in words, as if the ants were running from one side to another. And at the same time the swelling has disappeared.
After a week, my legs stopped hurting, even if I press on the bulge of varicose veins. The weight on the legs disappeared and it was much easier to walk. It was as if she was floating in the air.
The long walks in the park, which my son loves so much, were a joy for both of us. We could run until dark!
I can't say it was fast, but it helped me and I got my legs back in shape. The lumps have dissolved. My veins have cleared up. The spider veins are gone and I can wear miniskirts and dresses again. It took me two months and three tubes of Veniselle
PS: At the time of writing this post, it's been about 8 months and not a shred of varicose veins! I hope it stays that way.
I'm glad I didn't agree to the operation. And neither do you. Why take those risks when there is such a good remedy?
May my case serve as an example for you: health must not be neglected. I know how excruciating illness can be, so I wanted to share my story.
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