Hey…looky here.
September is fast approaching.Which also means genuine annoyance caused by none other than yours truly is quickly approaching as well. What does this mean you ask? SEPTEMBER IS IC AWARENESS MONTH. And this, my friends , can only mean two things: My mouth will not be quiet and my fingers will not be still. So, with all of that being said…
This is my official warning….a disclaimer if you will. The next 6 weeks of your lives are going to be spammed with talk of bladder stuff and not just by me but by many other men and women who have douchebaggish hellions with no manners for bladders. It will be graphic. It will be gross. It will be more information about me than you all care to know. It will seem unnecessary to those of you who don’t believe this IC thing exists. If you are one of those people who does not believe this IC thing exists I will shun the non believer. Shuuuuunnnnnnn……. and I will shun you into regret about your being shunned. Then you will have no choice but to shun yourself for being so close minded and dumb to begin with.I’m just sayin… That also means that you should prepare for the most brutal, painful, extremely long winded, and seemingly never ending debate you’ve ever found yourself in up until this point in your life. That is..until you see my point of view. If this is a challenge you are willing to take on please send in your applications before September 1st. Actually September 2nd would be better. The first is my birthday and frankly I don’t want to spend it defending the fact that my useless bladder is for real. Also, If you plan on challenging me to the “IC does not exist” debate be ready to defend your opinion and your beliefs. I hate nothing more than mouth flappers who can’t back their shit when it comes down to facts and medical/scientific proof. You are entitled to your opinion but please oh please oh please, you non believers you, please have your ducks in a row before arguing with me about something that I would stake the entire world’s safety on because I know how real it is. My only head start for you is this. DO YOUR RESEARCH before stepping up to the plate. It’ll make your humiliation seem not so, shall we say….pathetic. Yes, I said it.
Now, for those of you who have IC or know someone who does, I am quite positive you understand the importance of this month. It gives us even more of a reason to tell everyone that will listen about why we are the way we are and why it affects our lives the way it does. It gives us a chance to explain. It gives us a reason to network. It gives us a chance to make a difference in our situation. It gives us more of a window of opportunity to fund raise. I’m not saying that a massive change is going to happen all at once but for those of you who have been active in the IC community for say the past 6-10 years I’m sure you can see the difference. It’s a snowball that’s rolling ever so slowly down the bunny slope at your nearest ski resort but, by God, it’s still rolling. Slow is better than not at all. At least it hasn’t melted.
People will not accept this condition if we do not tell them about it.
The outside community will not know it exists if we don’t tell them how many of us it truly exists for.
Doctors will not treat it as a real condition if we do not speak about it as a real condition.
Hiding our pain and frustration = allowing our pain and frustration to continue to be swept under the rug.
Fight.
Spam the shit out of everything.
Hand out flyers. Hang posters. Hit up the local newspapers. Write a blog. Post badges. Start a fundraiser. Tweet away at all the other twits who don’t have a clue. Make fb pages…but be nice to each other about it please.
DO ANYTHING.
Because..truly…we CAN DO ANYTHING.
Only we get in the way of ourselves….well, we and our asshole-esque non- functional bladders. Time to put them bitches in check and control them for a change. September is our month kids. Have at it.
Now stop reading my shit and get busy!
Thanks Jill and the IC-Network for getting this up and running for yet another year….
***all pictures are borrowed from the official IC Awareness month website which is an IC-Network project!
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Saturday September 24th 2011 was one of the most gratifying days of my life. After months of endurance training, mental coercion, and bladder preparation I finally stood at the Spartan Race claimed park grounds waiting anxiously for my heat to start. Meghan (my roommate) and I sported all the necessary tones of teal for an IC awareness geared run and told anyone who asked about our blue hair and clothing just why we chose that color. For those of you who know me you’re well aware that I document everything in excess and also that I love to ramble on about whatever I’m doing at the time because I convince myself that someone, somewhere, actually gives a shit about what I have to say. I don’t know if this is the case but running my life based on my own convincing nature seems to work for me.
