Let me tell you a story—not the kind where dragons get slain (unless we count inflammation as a dragon), but a real-life, muscle-aching, back-throbbing type of tale. One about pain, perseverance, and, strangely enough… tea.
But not just any tea. Viking Tea.
Now, before you roll your eyes and imagine me shouting “FOR ASGARD!” while dunking tea bags into a horn-shaped mug (not inaccurate), let’s rewind to the part of the story where I was limping, gritting my teeth through daily chores, and relying on cortisone shots to function.
That was me: a normal person with not-so-normal back pain, navigating life without health insurance and trying to keep my sanity (and spine) intact.
Then came the tea.

