I don't know what's at the bottom of my purse.
Receipts.
Lip balm.
Pens that don't work.
A granola bar from...I'm not even going to guess.
And somewhere in there?
A pill I wrapped in a tissue three weeks ago.
Maybe.
If you've ever found yourself digging through your purse saying,
"I know it's in here somewhere..."
Congratulations.
You're a purse excavator too.
I used to carry my medication exactly like that.
Wrapped in a tissue.
Tucked into a pocket.
Lost under everything else life throws into a purse.
Then I had my heart attack.
Suddenly, "somewhere in my purse" wasn't good enough.
I wanted to know exactly where my medication was.
That's why I created the Embracelet™.
Now I spend less time digging through my purse...
...and more time enjoying what's outside of it.
Here's to retiring the tissue.
Peace of mind, within reach.
