tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post7065283108013342281..comments2024-03-28T23:56:24.570+01:00Comments on Interim arrangements: social and media or why on earth do you blogSabinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-46822576318359631712022-11-21T10:14:17.787+01:002022-11-21T10:14:17.787+01:00Sorry, no more copy out there. It was a short clip...Sorry, no more copy out there. It was a short clip from the film Clockwise (1986) with John Cleese. The film is termed absurdist by Wikipedia, I call it British humour. If you haven't seen it, try to get hold of a copy even if only for snippets. There is a moment in the plot when all the misadventures and challenges - and there are many - come to a beautiful climax at the moment the main character thinks it's all good now and starts delivers a boring speech opening it with "This is a historic moment".<br /><br />Years before I got my shitty diagnosis, this sentence has become one of the standard phrases that our family uses as code. When, for example, my teenage daughter called to inform me that the washing machine had sprung a leak flooding the basement, this was her opening remark.<br />You get the drift.Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-90660396408445291042022-11-21T07:14:45.125+01:002022-11-21T07:14:45.125+01:00Did you see my comment elsewhere about the Histori...Did you see my comment elsewhere about the Historic Moments video being gone?<br /><br />The big question....is there a copy somewhere?MFHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14495926455768090923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-45329563552352401902021-04-14T07:08:26.869+02:002021-04-14T07:08:26.869+02:00I never intended to comment on blogs when I visite...I never intended to comment on blogs when I visited my first one to find out what they were. I certainly didn't plant to start a blog of my own. Like you, I was astounded anyone would read anything I wrote when I finally did actually start my blog and pretty much continue to think it's amazing any others read it now. <br /><br />A friend had discounting of her symptoms pretty much as you describe, including informally from a neighbor neurologist who worked at a prestigious teaching hospital. Her husband had even ceased to be very sympathetic. After a couple years as her symptoms gradually worsened she finally was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. The young Dr. neighbor apologized to her profusely that he had not picked up on this diagnosis. Her husband died suddenly not long after her diagnosis which angered her even more as she felt that he left her just when she really needed his help. Fortunately, she had three very caring and solicitous young adult sons. Joaredhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03155775053108104385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-73367904415753267892019-11-11T21:52:09.482+01:002019-11-11T21:52:09.482+01:00Hello Tara, it is good to meet you here.Hello Tara, it is good to meet you here.Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-34168051641828407142019-11-11T20:03:52.539+01:002019-11-11T20:03:52.539+01:00I've been reading your comments on New Dharma ...I've been reading your comments on New Dharma Bums for YEARS. Robin and I were talking yesterday -- the miracle of PHONES -- and she reminded me of your wonderful blog, and so, I make it my pleasurable duty to start checking in here. Your writing is fantastic. I share your surprise upon getting your first comment! I've been blogging (inspired by Robin) since 2005 and have a small audience of 4 or 5 regular readers. Sometimes that ticks me off, most times not. I like to write, and like to chronicle, and it's been a good way of journaling over 14 years! And I've met some wonderful people. Looking forward to coming here more often.Tarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03052375488090209961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-14022727250393640702017-10-06T15:48:30.966+02:002017-10-06T15:48:30.966+02:00Get that crap out of your head, Lily. You write, I...Get that crap out of your head, Lily. You write, I read.Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-30885129950936457252017-10-06T14:57:15.493+02:002017-10-06T14:57:15.493+02:00I remember when I started blogging too and feeling...I remember when I started blogging too and feeling shocked that someone would comment on my blog. I haven't been writing much lately but I need to. I need to get the crap out of my head and writing works the best for that.<br /><br />My life so farhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721270441968035994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-58812379440659474162013-11-26T18:46:38.301+01:002013-11-26T18:46:38.301+01:00Hi! I followed you here from my blog.
Rebecca
WV:...Hi! I followed you here from my blog.<br />Rebecca<br /><br />WV: <i>persrve</i> it's almost persevere isn't it? or preserve.Radish Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06534752971317927559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-71342945677975762912013-03-05T05:05:08.563+01:002013-03-05T05:05:08.563+01:00Amazing what can happen when you start a blog, Sab...Amazing what can happen when you start a blog, Sabine. And yours is a beautiful place. I don't remember how we bumped into each other. But I'm glad we did.Jaynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06694559900539722616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-7728730855209308312013-03-04T10:37:37.018+01:002013-03-04T10:37:37.018+01:00"wise and clever and human and gentle and car..."wise and clever and human and gentle and caring and funny and understanding and sympathetic and kind people out there on the planet"<br /><br />Yes :) and I will always feel grateful for having read you and having you come to my blog to comment or not to comment and just be a presence.<br /><br />Hugs to you :)Karenhttp://losingforgetfulness.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-21555796764938079302013-03-04T10:34:11.352+01:002013-03-04T10:34:11.352+01:00"wise and clever and human and gentle and car..."wise and clever and human and gentle and caring and funny and understanding and sympathetic and kind people out there on the planet"<br /><br />Yes :) And I will always feel grateful to have read you and to have you come to my blog to comment or not to comment, but to just come and read and be a presence.<br /><br />Hugs to you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-1381904758154219572013-03-04T00:49:51.280+01:002013-03-04T00:49:51.280+01:00Ja! I am certainly glad that we each found our way...Ja! I am certainly glad that we each found our ways to the other's blog. In everyday life, I often grunt or nod or use other non-verbal gestures. So this blog thing is something wonderful because I have to make an effort to actually put my thoughts into words. And yet it relaxes me. Thank you, Sabine! I can only hope that some of my posts give you as much as yours give to me.Rouchswalwehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01393987883437907945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-31334732456562227062013-03-02T04:29:12.116+01:002013-03-02T04:29:12.116+01:00We're here for you and yes, the blog-o-sphere ...We're here for you and yes, the blog-o-sphere is a beautiful and sweet place, where real writers write. Facebook-piffle. And then there's tweeting, whatever that is. <br /><br />And as a health care provider, I know I don't know much and my clients are so smart. I have to listen. Google has leveled the playing field and I, for one, am very glad. <br /><br />When I visit you, and your photos, I can pretend I've traveled to distant lands. And I hold your suffering in a light and tender way, as you journey through. We're all together on this bus.<br /><br />X Beth in Seattlebeth coyotehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04671290135595711572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-53895543602517245242013-03-01T21:55:05.497+01:002013-03-01T21:55:05.497+01:00Facebook? I hardly ever put anything up there. I j...Facebook? I hardly ever put anything up there. I just lurk. But my blog- that's my house. Which, by the way, I am so glad you visit. <br />Damn doctors. There. I said it. Let me say it again. Damn doctors. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7192718134910479930.post-75596905875717831532013-03-01T17:01:53.549+01:002013-03-01T17:01:53.549+01:00Yes, this is why we blog (-:
Loved your comment t...Yes, this is why we blog (-:<br /><br />Loved your comment today over at Dale's blog, which is where I became aware of your blog some years ago -- probably in 2009.<br /><br />I remember being astonished at the first comment that showed up on my blog. This is my 7th year of blogging. I don't post or comment as extensively as I used to, but reading a handful of blogs and learning about other people's experiences and passions around the world is something I treasure on a daily basis. There is a sense of world-wide community that comes from blogging, and I have been careful in choosing that community and limiting it within my energy to continue to engage over a long period of time. amhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09212213177713917828noreply@blogger.com