I can’t go to the grocery store, Reader. I mean yes, physically I’m capable of going into a crowded Publix on a holiday weekend but it is a disaster waiting to happen. No, I don’t love wonky lines of pushy people at the deli counter but that's not it. And no, I don’t have a past trauma that keeps me from trying to find the best parking spot (which is actually the one with even the tiniest bit of shade). It’s my inability to be discerning. At all. I’m incredibly susceptible to ANY kind of marketing and ESPECIALLY prone to the displays at the ends of the grocery aisles. Even the lamest marketing schemes will draw me (and my Visa) to put things into my cart I would never normally consider as reasonable purchases.
But they stack up all those seasonably festive cases of red, white, and blue and I have to wonder: why don’t we have Bud Light at home? This seems like a must have right now! I’ll take 2. So weak. No streamers or samples or anything and yet I’m $24 poorer with a light beer I’ll probably struggle through one can of. Weirdly, I’m great at lists but my best laid plans fail with the beautiful, fluffy piles of King’s Hawaiian Hamburger buns and festive (impressive!) houses built of Oreos and Chips Ahoy! cookies. Glorious! Mesmerizing! Get in my cart! And then the reality. How did all this cheap beer and highly processed shelf stable food-stuff get here? What about my list?? And in a panic I rush to the checkout without finishing my shopping and hide everything in the pantry so I can pretend I didn’t get into trouble buying groceries. Again. But I know this about myself so I can manage it a little better. Mostly I just buy groceries online 100% of the time now. It's what works for me.
What about with medications though? If someone tells me something about my magical Tylenol will I believe it? Gel coated so it’s easier on my stomach? I think I can tell! Potentially toxic to my liver? I think that’s exactly where it hurts right now! Uh oh. Which brings me to the placebo and nocebo effects! Most people know that the placebo effect is when someone feels better when taking a fake pill (like it’s just a tic tac) although this can also apply to real meds that haven’t had time to kick in yet. But what about the nocebo effect? Do you know what that is, Reader? This is when people eat the Tic Tac they think is a real medicine and then have ACTUAL side effects from it! And doctors cause that all the time when they consent their patients and discuss all the bad things that can happen when their patient takes a medication. It’s sucks because we want to tell people all the stuff so they can make a good choice but we also CAUSE some of the problems (we’re GIVING them side effects) just by talking about them! Ugh. Harder than deciding between apple pie or fudgey brownies. The video is just under 15 minutes and it’s full of really interesting stuff that you can share immediately! Like when you’re finished with your leftover chips. Or kale salad. Or sparklers. Things you need to know about making this stuff work for your clients: Fostering the placebo effect:
Minimizing the nocebo response:
The video has some cases too! Because sometimes examples are better. It's like the awesome display at the grocery store! Without the edible samples. Or expenses. Here’s to a happy weekend! Online shopping only, for me, thanks! Cheers to healthy brains, Dr. B Jessica Beachkofsky, MD Your friendly online psychiatrist! P.S. Here’s the video! |
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