P.S.!

I know, a P.S. should come last, but this is a post script to my earlier blog on the dentist appointment.If I were to write about my various dentist visits several years from now, this would certainly feature in that blog.
Not because of the pain or anything like that. In fact, when I asked the doc if he was going to give me a local anesthetic, he said, "No need...the tooth is too dead to give you any pain!"
So it wasn't the pain or the time they made me wait( because they didn't) or the other people waiting ( there weren't any) or any such thing.
It was the prescription the doc gave me at the end. No, it wasn't a big or scary list, just 2 tablets. Under the first one he wrote
1-0-1.
Under the second one he scribbled
S-O-S
Reading it as 5-0-5, and knowing no doctor in his right mind, and no matter what sort of bribe he had received from the pharmaceutical company, would ask someone to take 5 pills at a time, I queried..." you mean for 5 days?" Even then it didn't make sense, but I asked anyways.
He replied, "No, no, that means SOS....if in pain, an emergency, only then you have to take it!"
Was this a 'cool' doc? What if I had been foolish enough to take it as 5 in the morning and 5 in the evening? At that time I didn't think of it, but on Thursday, when I will be meeting him next, will take advantage of my age factor and dish out some advice! Ha ha!