This morning an article titled 'The Wearables'  hit my inbox.  Thinking it might include attire with appropriate coverage for mature females, without ruffles and

bows, I eagerly clicked open.

Imagine my surprise.  The article was about wearable watches.  These magic watches would tell me:  If I slept well.  If I am breathing OK.  If my heart is ticking along in the right rythm.  If I walked enough today. If my anxiety level is high.

I thought about this great opportunity.  Do I really need this clever watch? My thinking, for my adult life, has been - If I'm still tired when I wake up, I did not sleep well.  So, tomorrow drink hot milk before bed.  Does my heart seem to be beating too fast? OK, Joan - Sit down, see if it passes. Did I walk enough today?  It felt like I did.  Is my anxiety level high? No, probably because I don't wear a watch that creates anxiety.  What if the battery dies and I can't tell how I feel?

No doubt some medical wearables and installations are amazing.  They protect and save lives.  They help us hear, see, walk, breath, talk  ... they are miracles of modern medicine.

Devices that tell me how I feel, or what I've done right or wrong?  I get enough of that.  My brain, body, and friends give me fast feedback.  They are rarely wrong.

And so, forgive me Apple and friends, if I did not hit the 'add to basket' button and add to the economy.  Hopefully my decision will not cause an anxiety attack.  Nah.

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