Recently, a nice young man from company called Zitter Health Insights emailed to ask if I’d participate in project they’re doing. Called “Your Care Moments,” it consists of a series of surveys about patient’s healthcare experience, and in my case, as a patient with rheumatoid arthritis. Zitter chose me as a possible participant because of my RA blog activity.

Results from one of Your Care Moments survey questions. Click to embiggen.

In return for completing the survey, the fellow stated, Zitter would pay me. Then he asked if he could call me and tell me more about the project. He sounded so nice, and so earnest, that I said OK. A few days later, Keith—the nice young man—called and explained in more detail what Zitter and “Your Care Moments” were all about. He was just as pleasant on the phone as he was in his email, and I decided to go ahead and participate.

The following day I registered and filled out the first survey. It was simple, less than 10 minutes to complete. When I’d finished the last page, a window came up. It thanked me and assured me that there’d soon be a small stipend payment in my Pay Pal account in return for my information and time. And, it stated, in a few weeks, they’d send me another survey.

Keith called a couple of days later to ask how the survey had gone for me. I told him it hadn’t been a problem at all, and thanked him for picking me to participate. And that’s when he asked if I might tell all of you about it.

I told him I would, because I think what Zitter and Your Care Moments are doing is important and helpful for all of us as patients.

Zitter Health Insights does market research for pharma companies with the payer side of healthcare: medical directors, pharmacy directors, and managed care professionals. “What they think and recommend about different drugs … is

More question results.

so important,” Keith stated in an email, “but the most important decision sits with the patient who actually takes medicines and experiences our healthcare system.”

Your Care Moments provides insights into consumer habits, decisions, and healthcare experiences. They do this through short, online, anonymous surveys that they send to their registered patients. [like Keith did for me.] The surveys take 5-10 minutes to complete on computers or mobile devices, and Zitter pays per survey. The company keeps in contact with each participant over time to follow when they’ll next see a doctor or pick up a prescription in order to survey them when the information is still fresh in their minds. Patients don’t need to worry that Zitter might share their identities; the company never asks for names or addresses.

“We give patients a voice to their healthcare experiences and a way to make some money while doing it,” Keith stated. ”Pharma companies want to know what patients go through, think, and want. The more people we bring on board, the better our research results will end up and the more opportunities there are for patients.”

The amount of each payment for completing a survey varies according to its type and length. Zitter informs registrants how much each individual survey will earn before they start.

Zitter receives and analyzes the information they collect, then sells it to bio-pharmaceutical companies to help them gain insight into patient healthcare experience, opinions, and habits. Zitter doesn’t work for any specific company or drug. They never sell or share email addresses, and all information you share with them is safe.

If you’re interested in participating in Your Care Moments, like I do, and would like to make a few bucks for your survey answers and time, click here. To learn more about Zitter Health Insights, click here.

Everett Shinn, “Snowstorm on Broadway”

With winter still pummeling large parts of the U.S., it seems like a good time to talk about how the weather may affect rheumatoid arthritis. Because I’m here to tell you, I don’t care what those skeptical scientist/doctor-types say. For an awful lot of us with RA, the weather does have a rather big effect on how we feel …

Read the rest here.

Remember mood rings?

Heh. Well, unless you’re of a certain age, you probably don’t. Created back in 1975, mood rings were these quirky, goofy rings with a fabricated stone that responded to–the makers claimed–your mood. If you were happy, the stone was a lovely aquamarine blue. If you were depressed, it was gray. Angry? Red. And etc. They were all the rage for a couple of years, and then, like most gimmicks (think Pet Rock), they faded mostly off the market.

 *Note: A quick googling tells me that mood rings are still out there, now in a huge variety of shapes and settings. Who knew?

Anyway. Back in August of last year, when I was in the middle of packing up and moving Mom and myself to our new apartment, I bought not a mood ring, but one of those little solar-powered toys for a couple of dollars to cheer myself up. It was a rough time for both of us: physically and emotionally exhausting at once. My toy is a daisy that nods its flower head from side to side, and sorta flaps its little leaves up and down when the sun hits the sensor. I used a black Sharpy to draw a little smiley face on the yellow middle of the daisy, too. It just tickled me.

Since then, I’ve gotten into the habit of setting it in my window when I get up in the morning so it nods happily nearby as I work. No matter how much pain I’m in or how blue I might feel, it makes me smile whenever I look at it.

So you can imagine how I felt this morning when I started to move the blinds aside a bit for my Happiness Daisy–and discovered

IT WAS BROKEN!

Oh, woe! Somehow my toy daisy’s stem got broken at the curve. It’s little head was drooping sadly.

Now, here’s the thing. When I saw it, my mood just flopped to my slippers. It’s silly, I know. I can replace that toy without much effort or cost. But it was special because of when and why I bought it, and that time is past, gone, and can’t be reproduced.

And that’s what made me think of those goofy mood rings. If I had one now, I wonder what color it would be. Black? Olive green? Brown?

I’m going to try a drop of epoxy or tape or something to fix my Happiness Daisy. In the meantime, I’ll just have to remind myself that life does go on, and in spite of the highs and lows, it’s usually pretty darned good–today included.

Here’s hoping that your Happiness Daisy, whatever it is, is smiling for you today.