I broke a tooth, and had the anxiety of waiting for my local dentist to fit me in. It took him a LOT longer than I thought it should, and I wonder if I should think about looking for another provider. My former dentist would have considered a broken tooth something of an emergency, and the new guy made me wait over a week to see him. Still, once he saw me and made an appointment to put in a crown, I was the one who had to cancel, lol.
I (unfairly) feel like my Friend has given up on my learning Code because he no longer offers to quiz or practice with me. That's a loss, but not a disaster, because I haven't given up on myself and continue to practice every day, several times a day. My progress is a lot slower than I wish, but I am definitely making progress. I know too that that I am characterizing him unfairly, and that the sheer terror I brought to every practice session has a lot to do with his hesitation. It is entirely likely that he has chosen not to inflict what looks like pain on me and will be happy to quiz me if I ask. I also know that I'll need to work with another person to get good at this -- kind of hard to do radio if you won't let anyone hear you -- but want to get Good Enough before I try. It has been an interesting lesson to me, how frightened I am to fail. As I've said, I practice every day and, although I am not even close to getting good, I do made progress; and yet, when he sends me a message, my mind takes flight and I absolutely panic. It takes me many times longer to decode a real message than to do the practice work. I can't help but laugh at myself.
One of my patients this week is a baby, too, thankfully a relatively rare event in my line of work, and unbearably sad. Maybe that is why I like lately to fill my mind with things that make no sense but are fun, to balance the many things I see that make no sense, and are not.