When anyone mentions erectile dysfunction, the people within earshot tend to act as if someone just died. As a topic, it is so intimately associated with shame and embarrassment that it has become the ultimate conversation stopper. If life is a battle between you and nature that you can't win, impotence is nature's way of saying no hard feelings.
Of all the professions, medicine is a most curious art to practice. It is half science and half magic where effective medications and treatments combine with the placebo effect to produce remissions or cures. For scientific diagnosis, you can substitute educated guesswork. For targeted treatment, you can say hopeful activity to convince the patient that he or she will get better.
In the case of erectile dysfunction, relatively mild physical difficulties can be amplified into full dysfunction by anxiety and depression. The power of the mind to affect performance is well known. So a significant part of the "cure" is to convince the man and his partner that everything will be all right. This means that couples who have a sense of humour are more likely to ride out the storm of emotions caused by impotence. Obviously, impotence is no laughing matter for the man who finds himself unable to engage in the usual sexual activity, but if the couple can laugh together they may be able to rise above one of nature's jokes and work through to the cure together. Continuing communication and mutual support are as much a part of the treatment as cialis. Put the other way round, the more serious and intense the feelings of negativity and mutual hostility, the more likely it is that the prevailing prophesy of doom will be fulfilled.
I therefore offer a short excursion into humour to put everyone who may have erectile dysfunction in the right frame of mind to work through to a cure.
A wife looks at her watch and asks if her husband would like some breakfast. When he looks doubtful, she tries to tempt him with his favourite eggs, bacon and hash browns with plenty of black coffee to wash it down.
After a moment's thought, he refuses. "It's this cialis," he replies. "I really don't feel hungry."
When lunchtime comes around, she suggests the possibility of a few sandwiches, perhaps a few biscuits or a slice of pie.
After a moment's thought, he refuses. "It's this cialis," he replies. "I really don't feel hungry."
At dinnertime, she suggests walking down to the local pizza parlour for a hearty meal.
After a moment's thought, he refuses. "It's this cialis," he replies. "I really don't feel hungry."
"Well," she says, "I'm starving hungry, so will you let me up so I can have something to eat."
In defence of cialis, it is not called the "weekend pill" for nothing, allowing sexual activity for up to thirty-six hours.

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