False Advertising- Disease Central

Gardasil Ad

If you're going to join the fight against cervical cancer why not donate to the National Cervical Cancer Coalition?

Television makes things look scarier, it also lies. Please keep in mine I will not be discussing Paula Abdul in HD, this is about advertising…not drunk judging.  

To back it up a bit, I recently went to the lady business doctor (in my opinion this is a better name and will for the rest of my life refer to it as the lady business doctor) because I was having some lady problems. Not to get into too much detail–but it’s been a month of testing that just got a bit more complicated (no I am not pregnant, if I were this post would be called 10 ways to make it look like an accident).

After waiting patiently for three (maybe more) weeks I finally got a call. And besides having an extremely low-level of vitamin D, my blood work was basically okay (nowhere near where I thought it was). Then, the tables turned…I had an abnormal pap smear. Not knowing what this meant but being absolutely terrified of cancer I stupidly asked. Casually my ex-favorite doctor said “Well it could be one or two things, but potentially HPV..why don’t-”

I stopped listening after she said HPV because in my mind HPV is a horrible disease where everything goes in black and white and everyone looks at you with a pathetically sad face. (In the background the girls who got the shot are chanting and doing jump rope tricks. Bitches.)

I had a mini panic attack because T.V. (cough Gardasil in general cough) had told me this is something I need to freak out about. I knew that it is too early to even be thinking about the big C (no I will not call it by its real name) but I couldn’t help but go to the dark place T.V. wants me to visit.

The worst part? I’ve researched the shit out of HPV, turns out people (women as well) can get it and nothing happens…their immune system just fights it off  like nothing (this is without taking the shot). Information that would be helpful right off the back, considering stress (of not having had the shot) can lower your immune system.

Side note, thanks to one amazing woman (Leah Bonnema) and freak-search (research done when you are freaking out) I learned that even if I did have HPV, and it turned into cervical cancer there are so many tools today made just for early detection. So if you have it, there is help. None of this get the shot or die crap. 

If someone is going to tell me all about my lady business, I would appreciate them to tell me the whole truth…not just the truth that makes me buy their product. But then again I feel this way about almost all products–which is why I’m not in advertising.

I understand why medicines like Gardasil take this route, after all one of the biggest motivators for people to get a shot/take a pill is death. So why not capitalize on that fear?

“Supposed to” vs “Want to” (Part 1)

Girls running

In my mind this is what I looks like during a run...

I am supposed to be writing a “homework” post for this inbound marketing class I am taking. But as most people know I hate writing pre decided posts on my personal blog. So instead I’m going to do what I want to, which is write about love, life and other crap that we all go through on a  daily basis.

This morning I went for a jog, I say jog like I’m in shape but really it was persuading myself to run to the end of my street, walk a block then run half way down the next street and walk to dunks.

I know that sounds like a normal fat girl solution to working out but it motivated me a little, instead of eating a donut (which looked so amazing glistening in the dim store lights) I am know eating half a bowl of Kashi cereal (I say half because anymore and I might actually develop a liking to cardboard..although that would solve my obsessive sweets intake so maybe that would be a good thing).

Anyway, the point of bringing this up (this being health and fitness and other things fat girls normally avoid) was to maybe inspire you to try something new. Whenever I’m in a bit of rut (like say now) I always need something to break me out of it. And if a sort of, kind of, not really much of a, jog is a way to start for me…maybe it could be for you?

On a side note, I went on my first date since the break up. Details to follow.

Breakfast = I’m Sorry You Have To Live With Me

I will fully admit I am not the easiest person to live with. I’m bad with saying things like “I hate when you…” or “I’m sorry” or “Goodbye” or “I love you” or “No, we really should pay that bill.” I also tend to get side tracked.

Like yesterday, I almost burnt the apartment down. I was watching the news when I decided I wanted tea..normal right? Well aparrently our tea kettle doesn’t whistle, so I forgot about it. Then took a shower (usually lasting about 30 minutes). It wasn’t until I was half way out of the door when I noticed a horrible burnning smell…

You should've seen it before I scrubbed the inside

I burnt the tea kettle. I didn’t even know that was possible. So instead of dealing with it right then I turned the stove off, put it on another burner and left everything out including my cup ready for tea and the entire living room in shambles, because one room full of my clothes just isn’t enough apparently.

I at least gave Kate warning before we got home.  She wasn’t too enthused.

So instead of saying sorry I made breakfast the next morning.

And brought her coffee in bed. Because if burning the house down once wasn’t enough I wanted to try it again.

It started off as a nice idea, and it was fun cooking. But I kept getting side tracked with taking pictures.

And cleaning off my mother’s plates. So a few, okay almost all, of the pancakes were burnt.

but Kate didn’t care.

She smothered them in syrup and ate them anyway. Because she knows me, and realized that this was my very big thank you for moving to an unsafe neighborhood and over paying for an apartment that is falling down. And for putting up with me.

We finished almost all of them. She got a little camera shy, and asked why I was taking so many pictures.

I told her that, I’m trying to get better at taking them because so many bloggers use their own pictures. I figure that if I can take enough crappy ones there will be at least one good one in the bunch.

Not so much today. But I’m still learning.

And Kate’s still learning ways to keep me away from the stove.

Apparently I Can Bake?

So now that I have time on my hands I’ve decided to take up two new hobbies: Eating healthy and Baking (not the typical college student kind, the typical house wife kind).

My first feat being: cupcakes. Not just any cupcakes, cupcakes made from brownie mix. I was under the assumption that you could use any kind of insta-batter. I now know that you all batters aren’t universal after seeing that they didn’t rise, and were not fluffy (like the kind on cupcake wars). However, they were still delicious, I think my Nutella/Creamcheese frosting helped out (you have to try the recipe, it isn’t as sweet as you think but it is as delicious as it sounds).

So me new goal is to have some type of baking experiment to share with you every Tuesday…but we’ll see how long that lasts.

My other new hobby, eating healthy, is getting a jump-start this week. I’ve decided to try slim-fast (I’m a huge fan of cheap quick fixes) in hopes that it will get me pumped about smaller portions and less carbs. And surprisingly I’m doing well, granted I’m about to try my first shake…Check back tonight to find out how my first day went!

In other news: I’m going to make Thursday an advice day! I’ve become an expert on college, relationships (failing relationships), friendships, sticky situations, and all the in between (which include fashion issues, makeup problems..basically you name it and I will find your answer!) Just email, comment, DM, or @ me your questions and I promise to have answers for you every thursday!