Good Deed

For you long time readers, you may remember my adventures in giving blood a few years back. After getting inked a tattoo a year ago, I was put on hold from giving blood for fear that there was something sketchy about the tattoo process. My year was up last week during the Blizzards of 2010, so off I went to give some platelets on Tuesday.

I walked in pretty confident. Afterall, I was doing a good deed AND I was going to get treated like a princess while doing it. Seriously, they will do anything for you during that time because they are using both arms. Today? Some nice woman turned up the volume on my DVD player and pushed up my glasses for me. Sa-weet!

I walked out not so confident. Apparently I'm a horrible platelet donor. I had to be turned practically upside down so I wouldn't pass out and given some saline to help with the urge to vomit all over the floor. I even made sure I ate healthy today and ate a large lunch. Apparently I need to eat right before I donate or else I'll feel the urge to blow chunks all over the place and suffer a massive headache and tingly lips.

Have no fear, dear readers, I'll be back at it when it's time to give again because, if you know anything about me in real life, you know that I refuse to give up. I also refuse to be less than perfect at anything I do.