How One Woman With RLS Cheated Death

She exposes the $52 billion industry that buried the only remedy that ever answered her RLS — and the angel who helped her find it again, without Ropinirole, Gabapentin, or Pramipexole.

I turned 50 last Tuesday. I never believed I would be alive this long — not after the third time they admitted me this year from not sleeping for over 96 hours.

My RLS ruined my life for 9 years. Almost a full decade of feeling like bugs were crawling under my skin. I was put on Ropinirole, Gabapentin, Pramipexole. I took iron every morning. My bloodwork always checked out. Nothing gave me the relief I needed. I told myself “it is what it is” and got used to living with the misery. I was convinced I tried everything.

I was wrong. I hadn't tried everything.

There was one thing that would end the tireless nights of tossing and turning. Pacing at 2am, 3am, and 4am. The 30 minute naps I’d take at work on my lunch break.

But you should know

I didn’t find it where you'd expect. Not from the 8 doctors nor 3 specialists I drove across the country to see many times. Not an Amazon listing. Not my vitamin shop. And not in 1,263 Reddit posts that I read every morning with my dark roast.

There was something that gave me back what I thought would never return.

My sleep. My sanity. My life.

These next 5 minutes could be the most important of your life.

But here's the thing.

Before I tell you what it is, you need to know who it's for. And who it isn't.

If any of those describe you. I'll save you some time. Press exit on this tab. Seriously.

But

If this is you. You've found the right place.

Here is the moment that would change my life. And likely yours too.

Picture this.

7:00am. Tuesday, August 19th 2025.

I'm sitting on the sofa, laptop propped on my knees, logged into my local Hilton Head RLS support group's weekly call. Seven of us, every week: Terry, Mary, Kim, Stacey, Rick, Marcus, and I.

Thirty nine months. 153 sessions. And it was the same six of them as when I joined.

It was nice to have them, but I still felt so alone.

Nobody in my personal life has RLS. Not my husband, my 3 siblings, nor my mom or dad. None of my friends had it either.

I must have tried explaining it a hundred different ways over the years. Torture was usually the closest I got. They'd nod. Said they understood.. but they never did.

And then

I heard a notification. Someone joined. I didn't think anything of it. From time to time college students would join to do research for a class, we'd remove them.

But this was different.

A woman in her early 60s softly smiled and asked if she was in the right place. Terry, the group leader, said yes and asked her to introduce herself.

In a calm yet confident voice she said:

"Hi, I'm Ellen. I was diagnosed in October of 1997 — which means I've had RLS for almost exactly 28 years. It runs in my family, actually. My mom had it her whole life, up until she passed away from the amount of years it took a toll on her overall health. My brother who’s 65, 4 years older than me has it as well.

Then

She said something I'd never heard before: "I suffered from 1997 until 2013 when I started using.."

Terry interrupts: "But but but! We do not speak of any remedies here. That is a rule of the group. Too many of us have been burnt too many times."

I wanted to reach through my screen and slap Terry. I needed to know what she was going to say.

She nodded and continued.

"My husband's in real estate — got a new opportunity out here, so we left Boise to move to Hilton Head. We have two teenage boys. I chose to join this group because I used to feel how you feel right now."

AGAIN! What is she trying to say?

"I suffered" — Past tense

"How I used to feel" — Past tense.. again

And of course this happens.

Terry says "Times up!" and then goes through the same motions we go through every week. Check in, then we talk about what's bothering us, how we're coping, and our plan for the week.

But

I barely heard any of it - all I could focus on was what Ellen said.

As the call was wrapping up, I unmuted my microphone and asked Ellen if she could stay on after the call for a few minutes.

Terry's eyes darted to me with a suspicious look on her face.

Quickly, I added: "My husband's actually been looking into real estate — I'd love to ask some questions if that's alright"

It wasn't true. Not one word of it.

She said of course.

One by one, the other boxes went dark. Terry's was the last to go — still watching me right up until it did. Then it was just the two of us.

"You said you've had this twenty-eight years," I said. "But you only suffered for sixteen. What happened to the other twelve?"

She got quiet for a second.

"What's actually causing this?" I asked. "Not the doctor version. The real one."

"Your legs aren't running low on something," she said. "They're sending your brain a signal — a distress alarm that never turns off. Every treatment out there tries to quiet the alarm. Nothing has ever actually answered it."

"What have you tried?" she asked.

I listed everything. Ropinirole. Gabapentin. Pramipexole. Iron. Vibrating plates.

She just nodded. "Same list everyone in these groups always says. I've heard it dozens of times. I said it myself, for years."

"Here's why none of it sticks," she said.

Then she goes:

She pauses. Her eyes open wider and she slightly smiles, as if she’s about to tell me some good news.

Then she says:

“Every one of those tries to quiet the alarm. None of them ever actually answer it.”

“It’s like a radio stuck between stations. All static — you can’t hear what’s actually on the channel.”

So I asked, “What if something could answer the alarm? What if you could actually stop it?”

She looked at me.

“What if you could give your brain a different signal to focus on — one that could interrupt all that static coming from your legs?”

“So what finally did?” I asked.

"There was a pad," she said. "It vibrated and could be used while you slept — finally gave the signal something to answer. It actually worked. Approved by the FDA in 2011. Helped over 75k people in the US affected by RLS finally sleep through the night."

"So what happened to it?"

"Insurance companies killed it," she said. "Relabeled the Relaxi pad as a 'pleasure device' so they could stop covering it. They found and exploited a major loophole. Without insurance, it was $1,500 — only a few could afford to pay that out of pocket. The company couldn't stay open without the subsidy."

"Why would insurance care that much?" I asked.

"They didn't, not on their own," she said. "Big pharma was pulling the strings. There's a $52 billion industry built on managing symptoms like mine and yours — because a customer they cure is a customer they lose. One they manage pays them forever. People were switching off Ropinirole, Gabapentin, Pramipexole, tramadol — by the tens of thousands. They weren't going to just let that keep happening."

For three years, she checked back anyway. Every morning. Every night. She told herself she was going to check one last time.

And then..

On New Years day of 2022..

A box on their old website appeared that said "Enter your email." She did, but nothing happened.

Yet.

Nine days later, she saw a Gmail notification pop up on her phone. She sensed it was from them & jumped out of the shower eager to know what it said.

It was from Janice… the lead engineer behind the original Relaxi pad. After it folded, she kept building on her own time, testing prototypes on her own legs since she struggled with severe RLS that started in her legs and spread to her arms after doctors prescribed her Ropinirole back in 2008 when they prescribed it like candy.

She wasn't trying to numb the feeling. She was building something that could finally answer the alarm — not just drown it out.

The email told Ellen that she spent 8 years developing prototypes. And that they are currently doing a study on 300 people suffering from RLS who previously owned Relaxi pads back in the day. 285 people have already taken part in this study, and Ellen would be one of the last people to join, if she chose to.

"Does it work?" & “What’s it cost?” Ellen asked.

Janice wrote back:

Of the 285 people who had tried it so far 64% felt substantially less pain. Of those people, they reported on average it took 9 days to feel relief. 72% of them said they preferred the new device over the old Relaxi pad.

She scrolled down and read: “I have to warn you.”

“The cost is rather expensive.” Janice explained that after Relaxi folded she got recruited by Theragun to help design some of their first products.

She spent every waking minute outside of work trying to build a device that worked for RLS like she once did. 6 prototypes and all of her personal savings, nothing stuck. Each one hand-built — no shortcuts, no cheap parts.

Then it dawned on her.

Theragun, Relaxi, and vibrating plates helped her. But once she stopped using them she could never fall asleep. She thought to herself.

Imagine if

You could wear one. Handsfree, while you slept so it would counter the negative sensations which arise and drown them out so your legs and mind remain in a relaxed state.

The current products she was creating weren’t built for that. They all required you to be standing on it or holding it with your hand.

So she drew on a napkin while on her lunch break

Guess what that drawing would turn into

Three versions later (prototype, v1, v2, and v3) a team of 8 full time engineers, and over 19,751 RLS sufferers receiving help. Real help.

Ellen explained that she bit the bullet on the prototype study offer.

But

It didn’t work as quickly as she hoped. She kept a log and read me parts of it:

Night 1: I felt nothing. I’m so pissed off, I shoved it under the bed. I’m so sad and disappointed.

Night 2: My husband told me I need to give it another shot. I said no but he insisted. So I tried it again. Still nothing.

Night 4: The feeling of worms under my skin felt less noticeable. But maybe it’s a placebo effect.

Night 7: I felt less buzzing. I got up to pace two times. Which usually I pace three or four times per night. I’m starting to feel some hope now.

Night 12: I can resist the urge to bang my legs together nine times out of ten. I’m only getting up to pace once, maybe twice per night.

Night 17: I woke up. I hadn’t remembered falling asleep. I didn’t stare at the ceiling for hours before falling asleep. I finally slept a full 7 hours of sleep.

Night 18, 19, 20, 21: All the same. Hallelujah.

She shared the log with Janice for her study and thanked her.

Four years later Ellen had stuck with Janice and purchased the three versions that came after.

Which

Each version’s results increased while the price decreased

V1:

• 71% of people reported significantly less pain - Up 7% from the prototype
• Battery life increased from 1 to 2 hours - This was biggest drawback since it’s wireless
• $500 to $400 price reduction - Janice began ordering parts in bulk which reduced costs

V2:

• 79% reported significantly less pain.
• Battery life increased from 2 to 4 hours - better, still not perfect
• $400 to $300 price reduction - Manufacturers who made the parts started competing to gain her business since they heard how many people were ordering these

Then everything changed

The Glowie, coined after her late mother, Gloria, was creating a lot of buzz. Venture Capital firms started reaching out, offering to fund her venture. Every week, more emails came in.

She read every email. And declined them all.

She saw what happened when big money gets involved - the insurance companies, big pharma, and wanted to avoid that even if it meant the company would go under one day.

But one email stuck out to her:

She thought it was a scam when she first saw the email headline.

But it turns out

A very successful entrepreneur and philanthropist reached out to thank and tell her how much better his 62 year old wife’s quality of life has been since she received her device.

He wrote “I’d like to cut you a check for $500,000. The US healthcare system has failed people diagnosed with RLS on every account. If it weren’t such a rare disease I’m certain there would be answers to it. Yours is the only one that I’ve seen actually help in the 37 years I’ve stood by Denise’s side. Please let me help.”

Janice emotionally, and gratefully accepted. Finally, someone cared. Someone wanted to help.

Take a guess what she did next

Put in her 2 weeks at Theragun. Hired 5 engineers: 3 of her old colleagues from Relaxi and 2 from Theragun.

Then they created what we have today

The Glowie Pro V3:

• 87% saw significant decrease in pain
• 31% decrease in both size & weight
• New ultracomfort band that fits snug to your leg
• Battery life increased from 4 hours to 6-8 hours
• $300 to $199 price reduction - That’s without the special deal they’re running right now

Ellen told me she had purchased each version since the prototype and will continue on however many they create.

See What’s Helped Over 19,751 People Like You With Their RLS

Here’s what six people are saying:

However

They received two common concerns:

“What if it doesn’t work for me” and “Both my legs drive me crazy. This only helps with one of them.”

So they created a 90-day money back guarantee and also said if you’re within the 13% in which it does not work, we’ll give you a 100% refund. Every penny back. No questions asked.

And then they created an offer: Buy one, get one 75% off

The original Relaxi was $1,500 - this was $199 for one and $249 for two. 87% less. Plus it’s an entirely different design and product with 15 years of advances in technology and knowledge on RLS.

And lucky for you, they’re running a limited-time $70 off deal I’ll explain below.

I’ve Heard Enough! Take Me to The Deal!

So I ordered one Monday and it arrived on Thursday

My results came quicker than hers. By day 6 I slept my first full night of sleep.

It’s hard to explain what it’s like

To not feel the irresistible urge to kick my legs all night. To feel safe crawling into bed again. To wake up with a full night of rest. To recognize myself in the mirror again. To finally be there for my husband the way he deserves.

You’re probably thinking

“Why is she writing all of this?” “What does this do for her?”

I’m writing this because I was in the right place at the right time. By luck, Ellen moved to Hilton Head and joined our local support group. To let us know we weren’t alone and to help us.

Now I’m the Ellen who is here to tell you:

You are not alone.

There are now 19,751 of us who have found comfort and relief from Janice’s Glowie Pro 3.

I’m sure it’s scary..

You might think “Is it worth $199?” and “I don’t want to get my hopes up again”

But

The risk isn’t trying it and being stuck with it.

The real risk is:

Your lifespan being reduced by ten years like Janice’s late mother Gloria. Missing your grandkids weddings. Your symptoms spreading from your legs to your arms - because if they haven’t yet, they will. Unless you step in before it's too late.

Now is the moment to give yourself permission like the 19,751 of us who have done it ahead of you.

However you should know

They release one version per year. Once they’re sold out then you have to wait until the next version. They’ve made 20,000 total which means they have 249 left at the time of writing this.

If it isn’t for you, no worries. You can always check back in next year.

In the meantime, all of us within the community will be enjoying life as it used to be.

But if this is for you, then I have good news.

Right now they’re running a deal:

Buy one for $129.99, and get the second completely free. Two for $129.99 total. That’s over 91% less than the original Relaxi pad plus over 15 years of new technology and knowledge of RLS.

This only lasts while they’re in stock — maybe a day or two, if I had to guess.

Check to See If It's Still in Stock

One more thing.

Over the years, Ellen and Janice had become friendly, talking a few times a year.

Ellen mentioned there's been chatter that big pharma is starting to circle Janice and House of Glow — too many people reaching for their Glowie before their pills.

Janice admitted there's a real chance this could be the last version, the last batch, before big pharma finds a way to bury them again.

If you've made it this far, I recognize you're not the type to just accept things the way they are.

My only ask is that you commit to yourself. To your family. To the version of you before this disease took ahold of your life. To the person you still see in the mirror.

If it's not for you, send it back within 90 days for a full refund. Every penny back.

Yes! I Want My Sleep (and My Life) Back!

P.S. — Only 249 of these are left before the next batch, and there's a real chance there isn't a next batch. If you've read this far, you already know why that matters.

P.P.S. — I almost didn't write any of this down. But if it means even one more person gets their sleep back the way I did, it was worth it.

Yes! I'm Ready for Instant Relief from my RLS!

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