Last Updated on: 23rd September 2014, 05:04 pm
I got to thinking about a few things that struck me as ironic. I was watching TV and some commercial came on for a medication designed to treat overactive bladder. I guess some people are always having to pee. Anyway, after having its praises sung, especially the fact that you didn’t have to get up to pee during the night so much, the voice started to speed up. It’s time for the side-effects, drawbacks, and everything else they don’t want to tell you but they’ll have their balls sued off if they don’t mention them. One of the side-effects was, get ready for it, diarrhea. I can just hear it now. “instead of having to get up in the night to go no. 1, you can rush to do no. 2. That’s so much better!”
I heard another drug commercial, why I notice them all I don’t know. Maybe it’s because they’re so damn obnoxious. This one was for some kind of pill that stops heartburn and heals the esophagus. And one of its biggest side-effects? Abdominal pain. So I guess you’re stuck with the pain no matter what. You just have to hope that this is the good pain.
And here’s a kicker of an irony. Picture a yoga instructor. What things come to mind? Relaxed? confident? accepting of their own limits? Virtually stress-free, or at least extremely able to deal with stress? Suffering from crazy anxiety? Woe, where did that one come from? Well apparently my yoga instructor had a whole lot of anxiety, so bad that she couldn’t stand up in front of people, much less turn herself into a pretzle. You just look at that and wonder. If that’s possible, maybe I’ll drive a car. On second thought, maybe not.
And that’s about it for now. I’m sure I’ll think of more stuff later.