Looking at the stats of my blog today, I realised how little people read it.
I mean, it never started out to be for other people but mealy to get my own thoughts and problems off my chest. But as time as gone by, I wondered if people would read it and maybe, just maybe it may inspire people to lose weight themselves. To see an ordinary everyday person like me lose lots of weight.
The problem is how do you get blogs and such like into the open masses. The likes of disneyrollergirl and londonlibertygirl, how did they get so popular? And they are fashion blogger's. According to Blogger there are hundreds of fashion blogger's..how did they get in particular, get noticed?
The girl who wrote the blog about Julia Child's recipes in 2002.. how did she get noticed? Doing a different recipe everyday, just posted a blog about it and boom instant success.
I know it was a film and films are watered down dramas of true stories, but it was a true story after all.
Don't get me wrong I don't want to be a award winning blogger. but to have more then 10 followers after a year of blogging would be nice.
After all James Lees-Milne wrote his dairies in the hope they would be published after his death. I am not that optimistic, but I would hope my blogs were read while I was still alive.
Monday 16 May 2011
Monday 9 May 2011
mmmmmmmmmm.
My post this week is going to be like my mood at present.. Short.
Three weeks of long weekends, weddings and friends visiting have resulted in a 10lb weight again. ;0/.
Wont be getting my MTM dress anytime soon.
Oh well, hang on while I just climb back on the wagon.
Three weeks of long weekends, weddings and friends visiting have resulted in a 10lb weight again. ;0/.
Wont be getting my MTM dress anytime soon.
Oh well, hang on while I just climb back on the wagon.
Tuesday 3 May 2011
World Asthma Day.
Today is world asthma day, and here is just one of my stories.
I was diagnosed with asthma when I was 3 years old, but had it really since birth. Early memories are of always having a bottle of pink penicillin in the fridge to try and combat the chest infections I was plagued with.
I had two or three really bad attacks when I was a child, but it’s only really been since I was an adult that the attacks have been severe, needing hospitalisation several times and in two cases life threatening.
One February morning two years ago, I woke up like any other morning. But by 11am I was feeling really tight in the chest. After taking my inhalers I felt better but within an hour I needed to use them again. I decided to go and see the doctor to get some steroids as it was oblivious my little friend (asthma) was going to be a pain and thought steroids was the way forward on this occasion.
It was emergency appointment only so I got in the car and only just made it to the doctors. By the time I got out of the car I was very tight for breath and the inhalers were not working, I sort of just fell out the car, my little boy who was only 24 months at that time was fantastic and was as good as gold.
I waited in the waiting room even thou it was very obvious I could not breath and waited 20 mins for my appointment in the end it my little boy who went to the reception and said mommy needs a doctor.
Long story short, I had a neb there and the doctor decided I had to go to hospital but instead of ringing an ambulance he rang my husband at work and told him to take me to hospital.
By the time I got there I could not walk, talk or do anything. Within half hour of reaching hospital I was on an intensive care ward where I stayed for 5 days.
Afterwards when I was waiting to be discharged from hospital a nurse cam to see me. When she asked how I was, I said oh im ok now just my asthma playing up again it does that from time to time.. she looked at me took me by the hand and said, I dont think you relise just how close you came to not being here today, dont take your asthma for granted because it can kill.
That GP should have rang an ambulance, I honestly don’t know why he didn’t. The hospital was gobsmacked that he didn’t.
And this story is typical of hour your asthma can deteriorate within minutes and hours to critical condition.
DONT ever take it for granted, it does and can kill.
http://www.asthma.org.uk/
I was diagnosed with asthma when I was 3 years old, but had it really since birth. Early memories are of always having a bottle of pink penicillin in the fridge to try and combat the chest infections I was plagued with.
I had two or three really bad attacks when I was a child, but it’s only really been since I was an adult that the attacks have been severe, needing hospitalisation several times and in two cases life threatening.
One February morning two years ago, I woke up like any other morning. But by 11am I was feeling really tight in the chest. After taking my inhalers I felt better but within an hour I needed to use them again. I decided to go and see the doctor to get some steroids as it was oblivious my little friend (asthma) was going to be a pain and thought steroids was the way forward on this occasion.
It was emergency appointment only so I got in the car and only just made it to the doctors. By the time I got out of the car I was very tight for breath and the inhalers were not working, I sort of just fell out the car, my little boy who was only 24 months at that time was fantastic and was as good as gold.
I waited in the waiting room even thou it was very obvious I could not breath and waited 20 mins for my appointment in the end it my little boy who went to the reception and said mommy needs a doctor.
Long story short, I had a neb there and the doctor decided I had to go to hospital but instead of ringing an ambulance he rang my husband at work and told him to take me to hospital.
By the time I got there I could not walk, talk or do anything. Within half hour of reaching hospital I was on an intensive care ward where I stayed for 5 days.
Afterwards when I was waiting to be discharged from hospital a nurse cam to see me. When she asked how I was, I said oh im ok now just my asthma playing up again it does that from time to time.. she looked at me took me by the hand and said, I dont think you relise just how close you came to not being here today, dont take your asthma for granted because it can kill.
That GP should have rang an ambulance, I honestly don’t know why he didn’t. The hospital was gobsmacked that he didn’t.
And this story is typical of hour your asthma can deteriorate within minutes and hours to critical condition.
DONT ever take it for granted, it does and can kill.
http://www.asthma.org.uk/
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