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They've Got a Med For That, You Know...
angelac75
I've figured out a couple of things lately...one is that I overthink somethings WAAAY too much.Maybe it's my witty, sarcastic look on life. Maybe it's the fact that I'm on two different medications ...one may cause drowsiness, but is supposed to help me focus and clear my thoughts. The other is an anti-depressant that can cause (wait for it,,,wait for it...) sleeplessness and/or suicidal tendencies. Raise your hands now if you're confused...??? EX-actly!
If you're happy and you know it, you're off your meds.
The thing that bothers me is that how do some of these medications get put out there??? And is the cure worth the side effects? Insert deep announcer voice here : "May cause yellowing eyes, red, scaly skin, and the ability to breathe fire." Oh, wait...no, that's the dragon from Shrek... And who actually discusses these things with you, or decides putting out a commercial on them is a good idea? My favorite one that's running right now (only on the radio, thank God) is the one advertising a Viagra "substitute" at a (trumpets, please!) 75% discount!! YAY!!! This makes me laugh for the simple reason that it reminds me of the time my mom (bless her soul) thought they said "reptile disruption". And like Viagra wasn't scary enough, now this commercial is telling you to come in for a free demonstration to show you how fast it can work for you!! Um, let's see...discount Viagra, free demonstration, possibility of a 4 hour (ahem!) "problem", drop in blood pressure and/or death? Yeah-uh!!! The funny thing is, I think I know people who would actually show up for the free trial...
So, as we turn to the possibility of side effects, one medicine commercial that makes me just absolutely cringe with embarrassment is the Phillips Colon Health lady. You know, the one carrying around the little purple box, asking who's suffering from gas, nausea, bloating, and (YAY!) "tummy trouble"???!! I only wrote that because I can't bring myself to even write the "d-word", let alone discuss it with anyone. Like someone is going to sit there and let the entire free world know about their bathroom troubles? And here comes this lady, smiling about it, holding up a little box like your fairy godmother, who's going to fix everything? RIIIIIGHT...just as soon as she lets everyone in the room know what's wrong with you.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go take my meds....

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