Magic bullets and such …

I realized that the best way to irritate your doctor is to start a conversation with – “Doc, I was reading on the internet that …” or “Doc what do you think of … “ and just randomly start telling him about how you self diagnose and discuss “over-the-counter” solutions with your local pharmacist. 🤨🤷‍♂️🤦‍♂️😂

Growing up we had a “medicine shelf” at home since my mom was a nurse for over 30 years and the shelf was always stocked- junction violet?, spirit, burnol, betadine, zinc cream, cotton rolls, etc and a tablet box. So “self medication “ when we got scrapes or bruises playing soccer, etc was a daily affair.

My dad on the other hand would walk up to “salamath pharmacy”, and the owner who was a thin chap, who looked like a “apu” on the Simpson’s serial would walk up to him…. my dad would start by giving him a few symptoms, and before he went 2 sentences, “apu” would already be walking up to a shelf, scratch his head, reach out for a cardboard box with all kinds of alphabet markings on it. He would walk back, hand my dad a small brown paper packet, with the dosage and cost written on it with a ball point pen that he always had stuck behind his ear. My dad would be giving him the looks we reserve for the pastor at church, make the payment and walk out.

As for me, there was a time when I loved to shop for electronics when travelling abroad- now, I just love to walk into a large pharmacy outlet like “shoppers drug mart” or “guardian” and get all excited looking at the lineup of flavoured antacids, cough medications, ear drops, small hand lotions, etc and usually come out with the biggest spend for the trip.

I still remember the time I was travelling to Seattle from singapore and transiting through Tokyo airport. This was probably 2001 or so. Anyways as usual I got excited seeing a small battery operated head massager on display, which I thought was god answering my prayers for a solution to my migraine problems. The packaging was all in japanese- but I considered myself a “techie” who was comfortable with mechanical devises, so that didn’t make a difference. I took my seat next to a white lady on the long haul flight, gave the customary introduction and no sooner had the flight taken off that I inserted fresh batteries into the head massager with a smile and started moving it across my temples and forehead. The feeling was so good… gawd these japanese guys were sheer geniuses I thought. The lady next to me was first curious because the devise was making a small buzzing noise in the darkness of the aircraft, but then she started avoiding making any eye contact with me and I thought “gawd, these racist folks” are really very standoffish.

I was narrating the story to my other colleagues down that weekend in Seattle and only when someone wanted to see the devise I was referring to did I realize that it was actually a women’s Sex toy called a “magic bullet”. 🤦‍♂️

So there you have it- learn japanese! 👍🏽

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