My joints are throwing a rebellion against me. I’m turning 54 next month, and let me tell you, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Golden years they said? More like rusty years if you ask me.

See, I had this little piece of heaven, my garden. It was my sanctuary, my happy place. I could spend hours out there growing my vegetables. Then one day, getting down on my knees felt like I was fighting for my life. And don't get me started on trying to get back up again.

Can't quite recall when the pain started exactly. It wasn't overnight. It snuck up on me, like a sneaky fox. It all started during peri-menopause.

Anyway, I couldn’t continue like this. My friend Martha, suggested I try this thing called eggshell membrane. I decided to give it a shot. I mean, what did I have to lose except the constant, nagging pain?

The crazy part is, that it actually worked. It didn't turn me into a sprightly 21-year-old overnight. But I did start feeling a difference.

Climbing the stairs wasn't as hard. I could bend over to tie my shoes without wincing. And, believe it or not, I found myself back in my garden, planting seeds for the spring.

The best part is that my medicine cabinet started gathering dust. Those painkillers I used to take all the time became less essential. And honestly, I’m so grateful for that, because I’ve read some horrible articles about liver damage