I am so ashamed

I like to make fun of stuff. One of the things I like to make fun of is advertisements for prescription drugs, particularly if they are for what I perceive to be ridiculous ailments. One of my favorites to mock is the restless leg syndrome (or, the more daunting sounding "RLS") ad, because it just seems so silly. Now if you have this, I'm sorry. It does sound sucky and I don't mean to make light of it (well, I guess I do, but I am sorry if you have this and it causes you suffering). I just think it's kind of funny in a not really funny sort of way that there is a prescription available for everything. Any body part that's pissing you off can be silenced with medication, it seems. Another ad I have always laughed at is the ad for the dry eye stuff. I'm like, "Ha! Like anyone's eyes are dry enough to require medical intervention! Lame! Losers! Americans are so addicted to prescriptions! Ha!"

Cut to my visit to the eye doctor today. I always wore contacts as soon as I was old enough so I could engage in my addiction to sports. Kept wearing them throughout my vain early college years. But in my working, computer screen 14 hours per day adulthood, I kind of gave up on them. They made my eyes so, well, dry. My last batch of contacts was a 3-month supply, which I ordered thinking it would last me 6 months due to my limited wear, but when a year had passed and I got my reminder note to go see the eye doctor, I still had over half of that supply left. So you could say that discomfort was causing me to not really ever wear the contacts. So we tried a new kind of contacts that are supposed to be super comfy. I got the sample, and while my vision didn't degrade and give me headaches with these (like the others), my eyes still got so...dry. So I tell this to (hot) eye doctor man, and he says, "Do you have any rheumatological issues or anything like that?" I said, "Well not exactly, but I do have fibromyalgia." A light bulb goes on and he proceeds to inform me that people with these sorts of plagues frequently have problems with dry eyes. The conversation proceeds and before I know it, I'm walking out of there with a prescription for Restasis, the very shit I mocked on TV! I kind of have my tail between my legs, now that I've joined the ranks of ridiculously medicated Americans. Woof.