Timing

Are there appropriate and inappropriate ways to go about timing the unsubscribing from another’s blog?

I mean do bloggers really pay attention to their subscription numbers? Does one notice when numbers go up and down? As a blogger is one excited when one receives a new subscription or disappointed when one is lost? What does it mean to a blogger when adding or losing a subscriber? Does the post when a blogger loses a subscriber matter? Does a blogger feel hurt when the loss of a subscriber happens when the post is very personal? Should there be an etiquette about unsubscribing? Should we think about the blogger when making a decision to leave them? Should we leave in a respectful way? Are there better times to unsubscribe than others?

These are questions I will contemplate today.

Why you ask? Why would this topic of contemplation come up for me now this very moment?
It comes up this morning as the post I posted yesterday wasn’t a political or a controversial post, but simply a picture of a much younger me with my dear sweet Mitzi when she was but a puppy. A post that at the time of posting I had one more subscriber than I do this morning some 12 hours later.

Hmmmm …I wonder …. Am I that superficial?
…contemplate I will.
Smooches to everyone who passes through here today.

 

What is up with me…

So a few of you have noticed from my Blue Bear comment post over on Joe.My.God that my mother fell and broke a few ribs, turns out she also had an unknown raging urinary tract infection. I first commented on Sunday early evening as I sat in the ER with my mother after the fall. It was a long and lonely time sitting there as her pain and confusion increased hour by hour. The Joe.My.God family of commenters lifted my spirits with their kind words, love and concern. I love the blogging communities I’m part of. I hadn’t written anything here yet but felt it time.

First I want to thank those of you who have noticed and expressed here your support and your love. It is felt and appreciated.

After her admission to a regular room Sunday evening I left to get home, have some dinner and to rest. Right before bed I got the call she was being moved to Intensive Care. They said no need for me to come in as I wouldn’t be able to visit until morning and they needed to move her only for closer observation. I got a good nights sleep and came back to visit Monday.

While visiting Monday they moved her to a regular room as she was doing better. Yesterday she was somewhat confused and today she is better. The Dr. was just here in the room and said her plan is physical therapy later today and she may be discharged to a post acute care rehab tomorrow.

Mom has lived with my husband and I in our home for almost 6 years now. It’s been good and it’s been challenging. This is the third hospitalization after a fall in the past year. First the right hip, then the left and now ribs. Right now the focus will be a rehab facility and after that we will see about either hiring someone to come into our home or a longer stay elsewhere as it all depends on her progress and her strength.

I will say this, being 91 and frail is not for the faint of heart as it is a struggle. The struggle is real.

I will try to do better about posting on such personal matters and struggles as this. The writing, reflection and contemplation helps me. Hopefully it helps others too who may be walking through similar challenges.