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When do women “stop needing sex?”
I was reading Newsweek, and there was a large, 3 page ad for Premarin, a new vaginal cream designed for post-menopausal women to “restore vaginal tissues…help relieve dryness, and even painful intercourse.”
Skip to next paragraph of delight. “And you don’t need to keep using it forever; just as long as you need treatment.” WHAT? Cue important safety information like “estrogens may increase the chance of getting cancer of the uterus. report any unusual vaginal bleeding (like, any?) right away.” and “do not use estrogens with progestins (more hormones they pump into menopausal women) to prevent heart disease, heart attacks, strokes or dementia.”
Are they serious? This is the best they can do? We have a litany of insurance covered drugs for men whose most common side effects include blue tinted vision, headache, and an 8 hour hard on, yet for women, well, if you want to have sex when you’re old, it might kill you?
Let’s talk for a moment about the idea that “you don’t need to keep using it forever; just as long as you need treatment.” What do you think is an acceptable cutoff age for a woman’s sex life? How about we ask Hugh Hefner to keep his dick in his pants starting a couple of years ago, since you know he’s dependent on the Viagra/Cialys reps now. Should it be 65? 70? 75? Whenever their husband dies? When they move into assisted living?
Pardon me, but I don’t think that my sex life come menopause will be dictated by drug companies, artificial hormones, or someone else’s notion of when I should turn off my libido. Until someone invents something better than this crap, and markets it without treating me like a cow being put out to pasture, there’s cheaplubes.com
