![]() But, from what I can tell, it's not there. That organization wants to support those with cancer and get the community involved with that support. And, if you support Livestrong, you know it's one of the things they've worked so hard to fight. Yet, I know, for certain, that if I shared my illness with some of the people that I work with and some of those that are friends, it might very well be the end of my career or friendship. I support other organizations and I have to tell you, if you share with me that you have an illness.no matter WHAT that illness is, I'm going to still be there. I do it because I believe in it and have for a long time before I knew I had anything worthy of a T-shirt. I wear ribbons and buttons do walks and bike rides raise money. ![]() I know that there is support in sharing.but where is the line in the sand? Why does this have to be? Why do we have to be afraid of sharing this with others that just might lend us support? I'm frustrated and I don't know what to do with this. And, only a handful of people that know me, know my illness. She shared that even though she's guarded about her own health, she shared it with someone, in person, whom she thought could handle it and still maintain a friendship. I read the blog of a friend (yes, even though we've only met through social media, she's a cool cat and I think of her as a friend). So what, pray tell, will I blather about? If I don't feel like crap, what would I have to talk about. Had to in order to maintain my life on those couple of days. I've substituted ibuprofen with massage and heating pads and have only slipped twice.that is I fell off the aspirin wagon and took ibuprofen. ![]() I've started the aspirin/stroke prevention. I still deal with skin issues, but my kidneys are functioning like kidneys should. On the health-front, I've had several good weeks. I can go on and on with the best of them. But, anyone who knows me, knows I always have something to say. That's probably why I haven't had much to say. And the truth is that I've been feeling pretty good. My (briefly) disappearing Audible audiobook library was a glimpse into the price that we (I) might pay for turning Amazon into our (my) digital bookseller and bookshelf.I haven't posted in awhile. It is great that I can so easily search or browse for my books, and download them again whenever I want.Īm I furiously downloading all my digital books to guard against a reoccurrence of a vanishing Amazon/Audible Library? I plead the 5th. I don't want to keep my digital content - I'm happy to off-load this task to Amazon's cloud. There is no getting around the fact that I am putting a great deal of trust in Amazon.ĭon't get me wrong - it is a great service that Amazon holds my entire digital book library. What happens to all these books when I die? What is the plan if my account credentials somehow get corrupted? What would I do if my account were hacked? What would happen if the technology failed in some bigger way? Audible fixed the glitch and my audiobook library came back about 30 minutes or so after I took the screenshot, but maybe this glitch was some kind of warning. Relying on a company to store my content is wonderful. It gets worse, as I do the same thing for my Kindle books. What this means is that I rely on Audible, on Amazon (which owns Audible) to hold my book library. Most only exist as links in my Audible Library. ![]() As of today, I have downloaded 368 (the latest one being Salt, Sugar, Fat )įor some of these audiobooks I have local copies on my laptop. The first book that I purchased from Audible was in April of 2005 ( The World is Flat). Now I know for a fact that I have more than zero audiobooks in my Library. Below is a screenshot of what I saw when I opened my Library this morning.
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