After spending nearly six months recovering my balance from a severe vertigo attack in May, I have been rewarded with painful arthritis in my hands. I have never had arthritis before. I have never had any significant pain before. So one night I woke up and my fingers and hands were stiff and sore, and that was the beginning of my latest health calamity. A visit to the doctor and blood tests showed negative on rheumatoid arthritis and inflamation. Now my fingers and hands give me grief every time I wake up in the night. Mostly, the misery lessens throughout the day and then begins all over again when I go to sleep at night. I have consulted the Wizaard of Google and my physician. I have consulted my sisters, my neighbors, my in laws. It turns out when you get a new malady that everyone else also has it, did you ever notice that? The number of cures, or not-so-cures, exceeds the number of people who have arthritis in their hands. I have found that cussing didn't help. A tube of $42 ointment after insurance co-pay offered some relief. My sister said try EmuBlue so I ordered from Amazon and tried that, not much help. My brother in law and sister use glucosamine-condroitin-MSM, so I've ordered some, although it didn't help my wife a couple of years ago. While reading testimonial comments on glucosamine et. al. on Amazon I stumbled across the most unlikely name of Two Old Goats. I'm not kidding. Look up Two Old Goats. Turns out Two Old Goats is, for some, an effective arthritis and foot pain salve or ointment. So I ordered an $11 bottle of Two Old Goats. I'll try that. Meanwhile, my wife told me, politely, to stifle my whining since she endures an exotic variety of chronic pain. I paid attention to her. In fact, I was scared to whine any more. It is what it is, she says, so deal with it. Oh boy you can't refute that kind of authoritative wisdom. Any more magic cures out there?