Monday, April 4, 2011
Mudoku Detox Foot Pads
I'm not crazy. I know that items purchased at the dollar store are watered-down versions of the original. But it was fate. And when fate calls, you answer.
One of the times I was living in Japan I worked at a daycare. Some of the women would come in with those detox pads on their feet, claiming they did wonders. Then the other day my neighbor Kate and I were talking about wanting to do a cleanse, but we're nursing, so can't yet. I mentioned the detox foot pads, she asked if they worked, I told her what the Japanese girls told me. Granted, there are plenty of things that American friends of mine swear by and I think are silly. But there's always a good chance I'll try it before I decide for myself.
Cut to Saturday. We had our pictures taken and had promised a certain little girl ice cream for cooperating, so we decided to go to Top This (a great frozen yogart place). Alas, they were closed for another fifteen minutes, but a dollar store loomed in the horizon, begging us to come in. As is any trip to the dollar store, we came out with about ten items we didn't need, including Mudoku foot pads that my loving husband brought to my attention because he had heard the conversation between Kate and I.
Last night I slapped those puppies on, and took two to Kate for her to try. As of this posting, I'm awaiting a reply from her as to how they worked. Here's a run-down of how they worked for me:
~When opening the package the tea-bag-esque foot pad rips super easily. Which means that you end up getting some of the powder on your foot. It just means that you need to wash your feet in the morning when you take it off.
~You have to wear them for 8-10 hours. The package suggests wearing them overnight, but like I said earlier, the girls I knew would wear them to work.
~It claims to help join pain, even showing pictures on the package of people wearing them other places (belly, elbow, knee, etc). I didn't feel any difference in my joints, but it did cross my mind to put the pad on my right ankle (which has a chipped bone currently).
~The pads smell like beef bullion. No joke.
~That's it. I don't feel different, but as you will see below, I did get some black stuff on the pads. My right foot had more black on it than the left, which makes me wonder again about my right ankle injury. Who knows!