A while back, my husband told me about a study proving that using an earpiece reduced the risk of getting a brain tumor.
To which I asked, "Reduces it from what?"
"From risks involved with using a cell phone," he expounded.
At this point, I stopped in mid-step, put down my laundry basket, looked him in the eyes, and very intelligently responded, "Huh?"
My very patient husband then explained how studies have been conducted to test the long term risks of using cell phones. Apparently, one of the risks is brain tumors.
"In fact," he said, cheerfully wrapping up his pep talk, "Radio towers are built with fences around them because if a deer walks too close to the tower, it gets microwaved - cooked. And, since cell phones are basically tiny, miniature versions of a radio or cell tower, there are similar, albeit smaller scale, versions of the same risks."
By this point, I am ready to flush my cell phone down the toilet, and obviously the look on my face expressed that sentiment because my husband said. "You mean, you hadn't heard any of this before?"
I then launched into a panicked tirade about how in the world did cell phones become legal for use if this research was out there!? How much can a person use a cell phone before the tumor begins to grow? How can they be sure the earpiece helps? I wear that phone in my pocket all freakin' day! Am I going to get ovarian cancer because of that?
When I finally calmed down enough to hear my husbands voice over my hyperventilations, I realized all he could say to comfort me was, "I don't know." So helpful.
As my pulse slowed a bit, I began to think to myself, "Okay, in case this is all true, I will be sure to use an earpiece. If an earpiece isn't handy, I'll put it on speakerphone. Okay. I'll be okay."
I can't help but wonder, though, let's say I'm a good girl and use the earbud every time I talk on the phone. I put the earpiece in; then put the phone in my back pocket.
Does this mean I run the risk of developing ass cancer? As if my butt isn't big enough already, it's got to grow a tumor, too.
About Me
- Collette
- I'm a southern gal born and raised, living in the southeast all of my life. That is, until a year ago when I loaded up my kids, hubby, cat, dog, and a whole lot of stuff and hauled them over 2300 miles to Big Sur, CA. I now live dangling over the Pacific Ocean on the far western edge of the continental United States. Sometimes I feel as if I've fallen through the looking glass like Alice. But, I'll say this - Big Sur makes for an awesome Wonderland!