When a Dr. speaks very abruptly on the phone, it can be fear. I had a hospital procedure done yesterday and although my chart says “NO TAPE”, the staff did indeed, out of habit, use tape (but I was too drugged to say anything). Some portions of my skin are an angry, inflamed red today. I didn’t die, I’m not asphyxiating and I certainly wouldn’t sue. I wish the Dr. could have just said, “Oh sorry. Are you ok?” At which point I would have said, “Sure. Nothing major. I’d just like to know what to ask for next time. Ok, thanks for helping me”. But because of a litigious happy society, the Dr. and I could not connect on a personal basis and he is somehow expected to be perfect at all times. I don’t want perfection, I just want a connection. Ooo, that should be a bumper sticker!
I also learned that people who are very skilled at something forget that beginners need the BASICS. I attended a drop-in sewing class today where I took my first sewing lesson last week. For today’s type class, people bring their own machines (I borrowed one from the store), they can get help from the experts, but mostly they sit around and chat 🙂 They were very welcoming and asked what quilt I was working on. “Uh, I’m so new I’m trying to figure out how to use the auto needle threader thingie.” Last week I was surprised to find out that sewing machines use 2 threads at once!!!!! Who knew? So while I was trying to figure out how to thread the machine correctly and sew seams on cut squares of cloth, the group leader asked for my number so she could invite me to her quilting gatherings. “So sweet of you but how about we wait until I know the difference between a sewing bobbin and bobbin for apples” 🙂 But mingling with people, learning new things, being in the sewing class and being in tonight’s ukulele class was FUN.
I think the scared Dr. should be less perfect and play more ukulele. I think we all should. FUN is good!