I can see why some people can’t stand Follow Friday on Twitter. Who wants their twitter stream flooded with a bunch of names? I’m not going to follow any recommendations that resemble this:
#FollowFriday @name1 @name2
@name3 @name4 @name5
@name6 @name7 @name8
Why should I follow? Are they funny? It’s follow friday vomit all over my time line. What’s worse then this? Retweeting EVERY SINGLE RECOMENDATION YOU GET!! It’s worse then follow friday vomit. I’m going to start unfollowing whoever does this.
If you want someone to actually follow the people you mention, add a description to it. Or do individual mentions. I like to retweet something funny the person said, kind of like saying, here’s an example of how they tweet, follow for more.
I think #FollowFriday would be much less of a pain if we didn’t just vomit a list of names. It’s kind of lazy and if you really wanted anyone to follow these people you would try to make it meaningful.
I’m not saying I’m a twitter expert, these are just my opinions.
The beginning of my son
The day I found out my 3rd baby was a boy I was ecstatic!! I already had two girls, it was time for something different. This pregnancy was going so smoothly, I was never nauseated, not extremely sleepy, just the right amount of weight gain. It was all perfect!
I drove myself to all of my doctor’s appointments, a good thirty minute drive, never expecting anything out of the ordinary from these visits. I was in my 6th month of pregnancy when the normal doctor’s visit turned into something that other people go through never me.
I was having a routine sonogram but the technician was taking longer then usual, measuring and re-measuring. I just figured she was new and didn’t know what she was doing. She printed out the sonogram with the measurements and walked silently out of the room. I figured something is wrong with the machine. She walked back in with another woman who, took more pictures and measurements. . She assured me it was probably nothing to worry about (what was nothing to worry about??) and to get dressed and please wait in the hall to speak with the doctor.
I waited for what seemed like hours. Trying hard to figure out what was wrong. He finally called me into his office and asked me about my family (he and my dad are good friends). Just get to it, I kept thinking. He let out a big sigh and told me my baby’s head was measuring larger then normal. That it was probably nothing to worry about but they want to run more tests. I figured he meant another time, maybe next week, he meant immediately. Oh God, this is more serious then anyone is telling me.
It was dark by the time I left the office. . I was sore from being poked and examined. I was in complete shock. Hydrocephalus (water on the brain), for some reason his brain fluid wasn’t draining properly. The doctor said he would see me weekly from this point on to measure any changes. This couldn’t be happening, it didn’t feel real.
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