OK, OK, apologies for the title. But you didn’t seriously expect me to use the utterly patronising and ridiculous actual title of the product did you ?
It’s actually called the LadyCare Menopause. Now I reckon there should be a noun after that which would give the game away but who am I to argue with the gurus of woo marketing. I’m getting ahead of myself here.
You can see from the picture (more below the fold) that this is a special device that aims to help women of a certain maturity overcome some of the stresses and symptoms of a busy modern life *ahem*.
It’s clearly been approved for use and is “efficacious” because it has been certified as a “Class 1 Medical Device” and even has a CE mark. Oh yes, definitely kosher then.
Now if you’re anything like me you’ll not know what a Class 1 Medical Device actually is without actually googling for the term. After literally 0.19 seconds searching I found 80,080,000 results with the top one being from the font of all human knowledge : Wikipedia. This hallowed tome and subsequent links said that, amongst other things, a class 1 medical device is something that does not necessarily measure a function, is not invasive, does not need to be sterilised and does not need instructions for use provided it is safe.
I note that items such as Tubigrip and gloves are also in this category. So it’s about as difficult to use and requires as much medical supervision as putting on a hat. Splendid.
Back to the plot. You can read the description of symptoms that this device is supposed to be able to help with. Amongst them are fatigue, mood swings and sleeplessness. There’s also a claim that this squashy purple thing will give you “increased energy”. Hmmmm, does it have a battery I wonder ? *examines packaging* Nope. And anyway I’m in the wrong sort of emporium for battery operated lady devices 😉
You will of course have seen that these symptoms are all self-limiting and will go away in a few days by themselves or with a bit of help from quality rest and some TLC.
On the face of it this device appears to me to be a wonderful and colourful carnival of woo. Harmless woo methinks, but one can never tell.
So with that in mind I have a proposition for you.
I have acquired one of these miraculous devices from Boots, those esteemed purveyors of mass-produced woo. And I also would like to acquire a guinea-pig.
I reckon a week long trial would be fun.
So who’d like to put a purple jelly magnet into their knickers for a fun week to test this thing out ?
Blokes need not apply for obvious (?) reasons.
More pics below the fold.