100 Entries, 11,000 Visits, 1,000,000 Thankyou's ....

Well, here we are..

This is the 100th entry in this blog. Today I've updated the welcome message on the home page because reading it just now it's obvious this project has taken a change in direction from the initial purpose for which it was intended. 

Diarising a trouble free and simple pre-operation state of mind, followed by a smooth as silk recovery so it could be used for sharing with future patients of my operation kinda went out of the window when the first set of stitching broke down in my mouth. Dark times ensued, more surgery and more broken down stitches did too. Not really an ideal advert for the procedure and far from the comforting biography any prospective patient may want to read. 

But, I've always committed that this blog would be as honest as it possibly could be. I look back now and I'm happy to say that this is me, open, honest and in all my complicated glory. I'm proud of it, I'm touched by the amazing support I've had because of it and I know my head is in better shape than it would have been right now if I'd not been able to express myself through it. 

I've not been able to write about everything in my life. Some things have to remain personal, it goes without saying. It's really difficult not launching into a ranting diatribe at times of angst and distress too. So in those senses although the blog is open and honest, it's also censored to protect the innocent, the guilty and me (I think I fall into both of these categories). 

With the ever growing baby bump and every pressing matters with the new business, the natural direction for this project is to move from something centred very much on me, to these other focal points. It remains to be seen if this will be totally the case as I'm intent right now on diarising MY thoughts and feelings and experiences rather than my professional life or that of my family. They command their own commitment, but maybe they're so all consuming they have to feature. It matters not really; virtually every entry has had no prior thought and has been typed totally off the cuff (evidently I'm sure). 

So, 100 and still banging on. Yesterday it was a featured story on someone else's website/online paper, record hits yesterday (259) and only a couple of days ago it hooked my up with a really great charity that I'm going to visit on 16th January to see if there's anything we can do to help them generate some revenue. Oh, that and holding onto my sanity, all be it by a small thread. I'm well chuffed and very thankful for everything that has come of this little slice of my world. 

That said, it's a big week ahead for me. On the road for 4 days, taking in meetings, the hospital and a little social along the way. I feel a lot is riding on this week for me. Obviously, the new business and securing new business is important, but also I need a resolution to my speech problem quickly. I am concerned that this denture has forced the flap back, away from the perimeter of the hole and it's now in a worse state than it was when I went to RM last time. Without the denture in, the hole is definitely bigger now. Whereas it was closing up naturally it now can't because there's a piece of acrylic pushed in the hole. Overall, this denture has been poor and I can't wait to see the back of it. Never have I wanted to get INTO hospital so much, but it'll be 10 weeks on Tuesday since my operation and to be in this situation after so long has become more than frustrating. I choose life, I don't choose to be fishing my food out of my sinus after every meal, I choose revolution, I don't choose a speech impediment. I choose life. 

Panic ye not, lovely people. All of the Apple products are joining me on the road, so the blog will be alive with the insight and wisdom of a man who's gaining knowledge and confidence by the hour. British Rail, I have faith. Make me love you, make me proud to have faith in you...

100 entries, 11,000 visits, 32,000 pages read. All I can say is 1,000,000 thankyou’s. Without you, I am merely talking to myself and you know what that's the first sign of....

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