I'll skip to the end. I'm not going to quit blogging. Yet.
This blog is faltering for me. Like my life over the past few years, it has changed into something altogether different than when it started.
Initially, I started blogging after finding I really enjoyed the medical blogs I was reading. There's a camaraderie in medical blogging that was fun. I was new to being a family doctor, and found delight and wonder in my day to day interactions with patients.
Just as my creative juices for medblogging were beginning to dry up, Henry got sick. I really didn't intend for this blog to turn into my group therapy sessions, but somewhere it did. It's hard for me to put into words how valuable this, and you as my readers, have been through the last 2 years. There was such relief in getting my thoughts and feelings out into the keyboard, and such support with each comment left.
This stage seems to be evaporating as well. My emotions are more stable, less intense, and more consistent. Predictability does not make for interesting blogging. For two years I've yearned for predictability; I'm not complaining. But I find my inspiration for blogging has diminished.
So I'm not sure what to do with Dr. Smak. She loves her patients, but finds it less and less often that they surprise her (at least, in good ways that are worth blogging about.) She misses Henry, but there too finds that the poignant moments or memories are more and more rare. She has lots more going on in her life, but does not think much of it of interest to her blog audience.
In short, I'm still blogging. But less.