All I could remember was that it was black, greasy and stunk. But it would relieve soreness, clear up infections and draw out imbedded splinters. Now that my ingrown toenail was pestering me, I needed some.
So I visited the local pharmacy in our small town, walked up to the pharmacist, described it and asked if she knew what I was talking about. To my surprise she said, “It’s Ichmmathol.” When I asked if it was still available, she handed me a tube. Read more...
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