Breaking up is (not so) hard to do
Our relationship is over.
For thirty-three years, the only pieces of medical ID I owned was from Medic Alert. There were many.
They served me well (except for the few years that I refused to wear it, but that’s on me and not them), but I’ve become frustrated with them. The split-links would separate, the clasps would break, and the bracelet would slide off my wrist – at any moment, without warning. I’d spend too much time on my hands and knees looking for that tiny missing link, or pay a jeweler some astronomical amount of money to get a replacement.
Those split links (the tiny ones that clip to the medallion with the gap to allow for re-sizing, were too flexible and would always move or get caught on things. My sleeves and pockets have many a pulled thread because of that separated gap.
(When the split-link gets caught on a thread inside of the pocket and I try to manipulate my hand to break free – still hand-in-pocket – it can look like I’m engaged in something indecent. It’s embarrassing.)
So I went ahead and ordered a Stealth bracelet from Lauren’s Hope.
So far, I like it. It’s a little awkward in that the engraved medallion doesn’t twist over and the bracelet has to be removed for it to be read -the clasp is in the back, towards the center, (and I may not have ordered it if I’d known about this), but it’s been on my wrist for a week so far, and not having jagged edges to get caught on things is a definite plus.
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I know Lauren’s Hope gets a lot of publicity through blog posts and giveaways. This isn’t among them. Nobody asked if I was interested in an LH bracelet, I simply ordered it with my very own Visa card, using a promotion that was in effect over Memorial Day weekend .
If you’re interested in a Lauren’s Hope bracelet (there are lots of styles to chose from!), I don’t have promtional codes, giveaways, or anything else to offer. But if you look around the ‘net, you’re bound to find one. Or wait until 4th of July Weekend – I’m sure there will be some sort of promotion then.
After 33 years … the end of an era.