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For some reason today I keep thinking I'm 26.

I gave blood today. The first time since oh so long ago at Anoka Ramsey Community College. All of the years since then I haven't had enough iron. But this year, I was one point above the cut-off. I think it's probably due to the increase of spinach intake I've had over the last year. :)

So, anyway, It's incredibly busy at work and I expected to go in there, get my finger pricked and then they kick me out for having low hematocrit and I'd go back to work on my merry way.

No such luck this time.

My biggest fear is that I'll have some n00b who decides to go deep sea fishing in my arm and I end up losing a chunk of flesh. Not these pros. After the girl poked my arm a bunch (with her finger) and had her supervisor poke my arm a bunch (with his finger) they found a nice big hidden vein and bypassed the very obvious (but far too thin) blue one on the surface. *POKE* and it was in. Less than seven minutes later I was up on my feet.

Less than a minute later, I was down. I couldn't see anymore and the piped in music was fading fast. They made me lie down with my feet up. "Are you better now?" "Hey! I can see again!" A while later, I slowly trodded back in to work. I only had 15 minutes left of my official shift.

I had expected to be in and out of there fast, so I had sent Tim a text saying I'd be late from work cuz it was so busy. But I was drained. Literally. And people kept commenting that I looked it as well. So I left on time today, with my boss's blessing, and managed not to black out on the way home.

One of the arm pokers (not my arm poker) looked incredibly familiar to me. Her name was Kate. Being my usual blunt self, I said, "Kate. How do I know you?" We figured out that I used to date Bryan and she used to work with him at Out N About. She's cool. A feisty gal who is in the process of buying a house now. It was nice seeing her.

And now for some pizza!

Date: 2006-06-16 03:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unopeneddoor.livejournal.com
Yeah, it sucks when you get butchered by someone. Some use needles the size of a garden hose.

Date: 2006-06-16 12:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thetim.livejournal.com
Armando went to give blood once, then got a letter like two weeks later from somebody telling him not to give blood anymore because of some weird condition or something that he had. It was strange.

So yah. Now I feel guilty because I, with my o-negative blood, have never donated. Well, I've donated plasma, but not blood. So I'm going to hide in a corner now ...


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