Yeah, so, guess what I did today? Hope my title doesn't give it away too much, then again every once in a while I'm not much of one for suspense......or something like that.
Okay, from the beginning. Soooooo, I had a couple hours to kill in my favorite town to the north; "Hmmmm" says I ".....I should go donate blood." After all, its something I've wanted to do for quite some time now. (This of course was 56 some odd days ago.) Now having taken biology 12 I know a little bit about blood and although knowledge is power it must first be applied, or at least remembered. So I guess you could say that it caught me off guard although only slightly to be informed that I could not donate that day because my blood did not contain enough Iron. Not a really a big deal, I just neglected the the fact that following a certain time of the month a woman's body has a decreased amount of this all-important Iron. My appointment was not a total loss however as I was given a new appointment and it was set up to take place in the city to which I actually belonged.
So today rolls around as being nothing spectacular except for the fact that I have arranged to give up a portion of my time (and a bag full of super kool red liquidity stuff) to make a world of difference someone else (that will be greatful for it..... later). And I wont lie to you I was a bit nervous........at first..............and again a wee bit later. Overall it wasn't too bad, except for the waiting, and waiting and more waiting; which could be why my nervousness came and went a little. I found that the anticipation built up during the waiting-game often lead to apprehension. Fortunately for me the first wait was pretty short and my jitters were caused by my hopes of having enough Iron in my blood this time around (I'd hate to fail and be rejected a second time). Wont make you guess if i got a pass cause if I didn't I'd have nothing to blog about.......wait....wait, no....that's not true; but we wont go down that road. In any case I was given a sheet with "yes" or "no" questions on it and asked to fill it out on a table behind me and to the left; it was set up with boards to form slightly isolated areas to provide some privacy. I think I can say that if you haven't got a disease, never had a disease, ever been treated for a disease or want a disease that 50% of the questions are a no brainier, the other 50% are just as easy provided you've never had sex before. Okay so the waiting- game again, another short moment in which I'm pretty sure I'm not nervous but I'm defiantly wondering what I've gotten myself into. The next bit is spent with a nurse who then asks you a series of more questions. This time I suppress the desire to be cheeky (that was really hard). The questions are not too dissimilar, except the ratio changes a bit; this time around disease related questions only held about 25% and again having an uneventful sex life makes things go by really fast. Though I will admit it here and now a part of me (given some of the questions) wanted to answer "I don't know" to see if I could get a reaction out of the nurse. This process took a short time to reach the final question, to which I will no doubt forever wonder what it had to do with anything..........ANYTHING. OK, seriously, and I must pause here, not that I have anything against monkeys but I'm sure most people don't take them to bed, and I can think of several other animal that would fall higher on my list of "things that carry disease". On a technicality let the record show that had I been born heartless I could have made an easy pass at certain individuals............"Oh yes nurse I've dealt with and handled monkeys many times in my life" I'm sure this might catch her attention until I explain the nature of the relation and the comparison I was drawing with my siblings (all of them, but mainly my younger ones).....................ah but only if I were heartless. The next zone is where the real waiting game began, and..........................oh look at the time........me thinks I should hit the hay. With any luck this story shall be continued tomorrow, till then, g'night and sleep tight.
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