Here’s my arm, three days later (gave blood Thursday morning and here’s how I look/ed Sunday Afternoon)
I FINALLY feel like I’m back to (mostly) normal. I’m not so tired, my appetite is pretty much back to “constant graze” and the only odd thing is that my tolerance for alcohol is way diminished. I guess it [...]
Posts Tagged ‘blood donation’
Three Days Later…
Posted in Projects, milestones, note to self, treatment, weight loss, tagged aftermath, blood, blood donation, concequences, donating blood, update on May 11, 2008 | No Comments »
The True Story of a First Time Human Capri-Sun*
Posted in Projects, milestones, note to self, tagged achievement, blood, blood donation, donation, first time, first time donating blood, milestone, proud, vomit, vomiting on May 9, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Upon the advice of the nice clinician at UNYTS, I ate a full dinner on Wednesday night and drank a crapload of water. At least if I wussed out, I would be a super-hydrated wuss.
Thursday morning I skipped the cups of coffee (I KNOW!), had a bigger-than-usual serving of Smart Start and drank about [...]
The Results are In
Posted in milestones, tagged blood donation, I donated blood on May 8, 2008 | 1 Comment »
And here would be my sticker, proudly annoucing that I saved three lives.
I threw up. Twice.
But I got a ginger ale and a super tasty brownie!
Details to follow when I stop feeling so tired.
Gathering My Courage
Posted in family, treatment, tagged anticipation, blood donation, nerves, nervous on May 8, 2008 | No Comments »
Okay Universe, I get it, alright?
Yesterday, the nice clinician from UNYTS called and calmed a lot of my fears. Mainly with the phrase, “If at any time you’re uncomfortable, you can have us stop.”
Sweet.
Then, Kali takes off across the living room and across my leg and stomach with her claws out. I swore and then [...]
Internal Conflict: Blood Donation
Posted in grieving, treatment, tagged blood, blood donation, blood donor, fear, fears, needle phobia, tramatic experiences, trauma on May 7, 2008 | 8 Comments »
Donating blood is one of best things you can do.
Or so I am told.
See, look how happy these people are:
I, on the other hand, see a needle and immediately turn into this:
In fact, I don’t even have to see a needle to freak the hell out, I just have to anticipate it (in fact, right [...]