Very many apologies to all those who read, commented on and questioned my latest post. I’m impressed with all you speed readers out there. My Journey, Your Journey, Our Journey mistakingly went into cyberspace and swung back home again just as quickly as I could screech “ag NO man” and punch the cancel button. You see, it was not meant to be seen just yet. Not before Wednesday the 1st of October when, as part of a 31 day writing challenge, I’ll be publishing a post a day on my journey with Rheumatoid Arthritis. Tonights wrongly posted post was a trial run to connect this thing to other whatchamacallits, via that stuff and those linky’s, with buttons and widgets and URL’s and…. You don’t understand? Neither do I, hence the practice. And I still don’t. But hey, by the end of the 31 days I will. Hopefully you’ll be gracious enough to give me a second chance at getting this all linked up and out live – especially as it will be done in transit to and then from Uganda….but that’s another story for another day.
I’ve just spent a few days in hospital. Having my insides out. I’m ok and well on the road to recovery, but that certainly did not start in the state of the art hospital bed, which, with so many push buttons and lift up, go down, turn around and lie flat options makes for a whole new world of space travel whilst still terra firma. Any little boys dream. But dream I did not. They don’t give you time to. There’s always someone pulling or prodding or pushing something up your bum. To make you sleep of course. Needless to say, I was sleeping before I was awoken to give me something to go back to sleep. That with blood pressure wrappers, crab claw pulse pinchers, temperature tellers, lift your legs, lower them instructions, and the constant drip drip drip of the drip – doesn’t leave much time for the much needed zzzzz’s to add up.
Nurses are a truly special species. They have to be to deal with other peoples crap. In every sense of the word. People they don’t even know or arn’t particularly fond of, but all in the call of duty. What wonderful dispositions they have. How much compassion and gentleness is in their genes. How beautiful and bountiful in their labour of love. Long, long hours on their feet to make the patient under their care a little more comfortable, cleaner and kinder in any way possible. I salute you and thank you all hugely. Every nurse, everywhere. Bless you.
Hello Fellow Bloggers 101 and anyone else who cares to read this:
I’ve been dabbling in this blogging thing for about two years – usually not very serious, often tongue in cheek and mostly for fun. I’m South African by nationality but have lived away from my motherland for 17 years and am presently living in Dubai. I started blogging because people at home and friends abroad kept asking for life updates and I got tired of telling them once, twice, three times…..a
I called my blog “probablyinpurple” as I travel quite a bit and if an unknown person is meeting me in some distant land, my standard comment for contact is “just look for the tall blonde lady, probably in purple”. And yes, purple is my favourite colour and that’s how the name stuck.
I have no mission statement and no clue what I actually want to do with this blog or where I want it to go. I have many interests, amongst them writing, so to pin down one particular topic or specific audience can’t happen right now. I’m hugely techno-challenged and had to…uhummm (blush)… google how to look up what a URL is? My children, both highly competent in this modern way of life are no doubt cringing if they’re reading this. That’s possibly the best reason I’m doing Blogging 101 – to become proficient in the how to, whats and why for’s of blogging and to save them from having to explain for the 100th time how to insert a picture or publish a post. They will certainly thank you, wordpress.com, for sparing them the eye rolling agony of blogs to come.
To end, I invite you to read the following post I wrote when I started blogging about the vulnerability of going public with ones words:
I look forward to an exciting time ahead as we all come to grips with, and evolve in the wonderful world of blogging.
Blessings to you all