I remember when I had an “on-line journal” which was separate from my “blog”. Back then, I used the journal to write the long, wordy, dramatic entries engorged with pictures. I used the blog to just put up little dribs and drabs throughout the day of whatever struck my fancy. Blogs were new fangled things and we traditional on-line journalers were still trying to figure out where they fit in the grand scheme of things.
Slowly, as OLJ-ers figured out how much easier it was to use a blog than to code entries in HTML, one by one they made the switch and discontinued their journals. Now blogs have replaced on-line journals (seriously, do you know of anybody who hand codes their entries anymore?), and Twitter and Facebook have replaced blogs.
I don’t have anything insightful to say about this transition. I just find it interesting, from the perspective of my nearly-eleven-year on-line presence, to recall how everything evolved. I also find it interesting to know who’s still around from “back in the day”, and who has fallen off the radar. Of everyone that I follow today, the only folks who were there from the VERY beginning are Sherry, Robyn, Sole Prop (who, come to think of it, may ACTUALLY still be using HTML), Carrie, Kathy, MoPie (remember Books and Pie? And the epic SIMS???), Nance, John, Rob, Pamie, and Weet. They’ve all changed formats, some have changed URL’s, many have links to all of their past archives/websites, some do not.
There’s a lot of folks out there that I miss. Folks that I thought were my friends “beyond the blog” that, when they discontinued their blog, also discontinued their friendship. I still think about them from time to time. And I wonder who is still quietly, unobtrusively following me.
So! If you’re from “back in the day” and you’re still haunting this blog, give a girl a shout out, would ya?
I’m going in for a “procedure” on August 15th, and again on August 18th. Something called a “right diagnostic c5-c6 facet joint injection”. Doesn’t that sound DELIGHTFUL? In essence, they’re going to dope me up, lay me face-down on a table, and stick needles into my back while using an X-ray machine as a guide. They’re going to inject… stuff… that’s supposed to block the FOR THE LOVE OF GOD MAKE IT STOP pain that I’ve been enduring for the past four months or more (‘Member? You ‘member.). And they’re going to do this… twice. In one week.
And you know what? FINE BY ME. At this point I’d accept amputation as a viable solution to this pain, except for the fact that I can’t brush my teeth with my left hand. (Just TRY brushing your teeth with your non-dominant hand. You’ll see what I mean.) I’m still going to physical therapy a few times a week, but that’s really just to manage the pain levels. If I go, the pain is at about a five. If I don’t go, it jumps up to about a FIFTY. It’s constant, it only varies in degrees of pain. Sleep is interrupted. MOOD is interrupted. Last time I was having PT I cried, which pretty much freaked out the therapist, I think. If he’d wanted crying patients he would have gone into Psychology.
This pain has not only interrupted my life, it has consumed it. Which is no way to live, people. So, I’m praying this procedure works, because the next step would be severing the nerve. And THAT just gives me all kinds of OOKS.
So. Cross your fingers for me, if you would.
So! Other things are going on but I’ll give you guys a chance to get a word in edgewise. What’s the news? Anything good? Take any trips? Doing anything fun this weekend? The comments are getting lonely.