Health Activist Writer’s Challenge: Time Capsule

So. Because Endometriosis Awareness Month is over and also I am a masochist — okay, fine, I just like challenge! — I will be participating in the WEGO Health Activist Writer’s Month Challenge. Basically, they’re giving me a prompt a day for the month of April. (Though I may also write other stuff too. In fact, I pretty much guarantee that I will

Holding a black menstrual cup.

Sadly, this is the one that split on me. But I am too lazy to get my current cup just to take another picture.

For today:

Health Time Capsule. Pretend you’re making a time capsule of you & your health focus that won’t be opened until 2112. What’s in it? What would people think of it when they found it?

Contents of my time capsule:

  • One menstrual cup.
  • One — not two — Tylenol 3.
  • One yoga mat, probably this same Manduka mat as it promises to be rated for one zillion years.
  • One pair of Vibrams. The stink will still not be out of them one hundred years later.
  • One stick of Body Glide.
  • One pair of yoga/running capris in a size XXL.

What would people think? I’m not sure.

The yoga mat would probably be seen as commonplace.

The Vibrams, maybe a little quirky, and the menstrual cup, maybe a little hippie crunchy — but I hope by 2112, neither of these will be too out of the mainstream. (After all, by 2112, I don’t even want to count the number of tampons — let alone other non-menstrual garbage — that will be jammed into landfills.)

About the pants, I wonder. Whether bigger sizes will still be stigmatized and ridiculed, particularly in terms of fitness and athletic activity, or if people a hundred years later will just be like, “Yay… pants?”

If they understand the pants, they’ll understand the Body Glide.

In terms of the Tylenol 3, I’m not sure what people will think. It’s small enough, they might miss it. They might wonder if I’m concerned about substance abuse and addiction. (I am but not personally.) I wonder, though, how many will see it for what it is — a half dose of a medication that helps someone with chronic pain to function. A half-dose, self-rationed — because of the woozy side effects, yes, but also because of the stigma and difficulty and frustration and judgment associated with obtaining any of them in the first place.

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