Showing posts with label blog buddies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blog buddies. Show all posts

Monday, March 31, 2008

Gratitude Monday -- Blog Buddies


With Blog Buddies you'll never stand alone.




Whether you comment or not, I know you’ve been by and it makes me happy. It means people have taken the time to read what I write and that’s gratifying.
It’s a thrill, still, to check in and see who’s been by and what she or he’s had to say.

It’s conversation. It’s a daily visit with friends that I may never see in person. Much as I’d love to meet each of you, I know it’s unlikely to ever happen. I’m content know that the words I post touch you in some way and you care enough to say so.

It reminds me of the coffee crowd at the local cafes. You know the ones I mean. They meet each day, sometimes twice a day, to settle the affairs of the world and have a laugh.

Blog buddies are the coffee crowd of a different generation. We don’t have to leave the house to visit with our friends though it may be healthier in the long run. With the Internet we don’t have to our homes to visit the world and spend time with friends. Some days that is the best option.

Friends stop by here and I go to their corners of the blogosphere. We have a visit or a rant or laugh. It’s good and good for us and I’m grateful for the opportunity.






Monday, December 31, 2007

TGLP Gratitude Monday – I’ve Got Rhythm Edition

It’s the final Monday of 2007 and I’m pleased to report that it is not my final Monday. My heart is now ticking in proper rhythm after having an irregular beat for quite some time.

I didn’t know it was zipping along with an extra tick, a kind of grace note of the heart if you will. The top chambers of my heart weren’t working at all while the bottom chambers were skittering along like a mad hamster on a loose wheel. This led to fluid in my lungs.

I’m grateful this was found and treated successfully.

Over the years I’ve heard many a patient complain about being poked and prodded and injected and bled. Complaining is the height of ingratitude. If you didn’t want your life saved, then why did you seek treatment?

I spent 10 days in three different hospitals. At least half a dozen doctors and more nurses than I could count put their skills, training, and experience into saving my life and making me healthy again. I am grateful for their diligence.

And to all my blog buddies: thank you so much for your well wishes, kind words, good vibes and virtual chocolate.
It was heartening (the pun’s unavoidable) to hear your concern for me.

I’ll be writing in great and glorious and maybe even gory detail about my experiences in future posts. I even have photos.

For now, I’m just happy to be here.