A few years back I was part of a longitudinal study of HIV; I think they were excited to recruit a slutty woman my age at the time. This year they expanded it into a social network study. Curiously, they defined "social network" as "the people you have had sex with or used drugs or alcohol with in the past year." We went through a list of names and relationships, and at the end, the data collector asked me to connect which of them had had sex with each other. In past years this would have been a complicated diagram, but as far as I knew, NONE of them had. It was a somewhat sad realization, but we've all gotten older. (Though here is a post about 50+ sex parties, with a "very Gen X-friendly start time of 3 p.m.")
I also completed the study to treat dry eye, which meant a painful weekend with an amniotic membrane covering one eye and then four sessions of IPL, which involves sticking metal shields in the eye and zapping the skin with a hot bright instrument. So far, minimal benefits. Which sucks because it would be nice if my eyes didn't hurt all the time, but at least I didn't have to spend $2500 to learn that IPL is not helpful to me.
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