Prick
Posted on | February 22, 2005 | 4 Comments
I hate giving blood. I really hate it. My band-aid still clings to the wound, cotton ball flush with crimson. I don’t know what hurts worse: giving blood or ripping the bandage off your arm hair. Fasting (as in denying myself coffee and breakfast) ended up giving me a whopping headache. I drove to the doc’s office near tears. It’s hard to see traffic when you are squinting through the pain. But, I ate my breakfast (and lunch, now), plus I lubricated my caffiene addiction with a nice cup of joe. I feel all better now. But, I still don’t know if I want to rip my arm hair out…
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February 22nd, 2005 @ 4:41 pm
LOL Nick…..that sounds like something I would try to do.
I was giving blood for some tests…..trying to pinpoint the lack of energy issue….
They (the blood bank) won’t allow me to give blood. After mustering up the courage to be pricked for no other purpose than to give, I went to the Bloodmobile (any relation to the Batmobile?…hehehe) and after muddling through their tests (have you slept with a gay man….do you use IV drugs) they determined that my blood is not safe because I livedin Germany too long….something about Mad Cow…… oh well
February 22nd, 2005 @ 1:40 pm
Did you donate blood or gave at the doctor’s?
In donating: it’s fun to race others and fill up your bag first!
February 22nd, 2005 @ 12:55 pm
Somehow, its different!
And it HURTS!!
=)
February 22nd, 2005 @ 12:30 pm
You have Multiple Tattoos and piercings and you’re worried about a lil bandaid?
For cryin out loud Erica, just rip it off and stop bieng such a wus…