On the folder-style 10-ct blister pack I got for my Accutane, I am advised not to get pregnant about thirty times. Just on this one little pill pack. On the box, I am told another dozen times not to get knocked up, and this is illustrated with drawings of deformed babies, I shit you not. I guess exposing fetuses to Accutane can cause them to be born earless and pinheaded.
Funny how no person or literature has mentioned to me yet the perfectly legal (though dreadful) option of abortion should I somehow conceive in the next four months. I think that may be one way to prevent the birth of a deformed baby, no? Worst-case scenario? Anyway. The many, many warnings seem like overkill, but then again we live in America, where dumbing it down to the lowest possible denominator is the standard. Even Accutane babies can understand this!
My friend Ert is almost finished with her course of the medicine. I saw her Monday night and her ivory complexion is clear, smooth, and glowing. I knew her ten years ago, when her skin was as bad as mine, if not worse. I sort of wonder why I didn’t do this the moment I got my health insurance, ah well.
Last night I had dreams of being in a Japanese forest of white birch trees, surrounded by a herd of wild brown and white horses. There was a road up on the hill where a marathon was being run, but it seemed to be over, and the banners over the course were printed in broken English.
We went to training on Tuesday and I learned more ways of turning a person’s arm into a simple lever with which to bring them down to the floor. Also learned how to easily break an elbow. Not that I ever would, HEAVENS no!
Tonight I’m relaxing at home and probably watching “Survivor” and finishing my friend’s novel; tomorrow, dinner in Berkeley with a friend and her kids. Faboo.
I used to laugh at all the DON’T GET PREGNANT warnings on the Accutane packs, too. All those red circles around babies with a big red line across. It’s like OK OK WE GET IT.
Are they requiring you to use at least two types of birth control, too. They made me go on the pill, and swear to use a condom, even though I explained that HI, LESBIAN? But nope, gotta do it or else they’ll get sued.
I didn’t much mind the pill, cause the estradiol in the pill also helps with clearing the skin, so I thought: bonus.
Good luck with that, Gin!
Thanks Andie!!
Yeah they said two forms of BC but I will be damned if I use stupid condoms again with my disease-free boyfriend, with reduced body moisture as a side-effect! I’ll take my chances with the pill, with which I am extremely diligent, and if a freak pregnancy occurs — which it will not — well, I won’t bring any deformed babies into the world I promise. Oy.
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I’ve always thought that little graphic would make an amusing LJ icon….
I guess exposing fetuses to Accutane can cause them to be born earless and pinheaded.
Not be crude, but pin-head kids are so cute. Though I wouldn’t want one, of course I don’t want children at all right now so there we go….