SO ever since mother and I had this little bet back in PA of giving blood. I have not been a fan of it.
Well I quess I should say I always am willing to give but I can never get past the first prick of the needle. and thats the one they prick your finger to see your iron count. 14 yesterday.
So I knew it was going to happen and felt yesterday was going to be the day I gave blood. Sure enought. I did it.
I started out drinking a lot of water. and I had a doctor's appointment where I got a shot to help with the neck pain. and well I was not a happy camper where they shot me.
so after taking a nap and going to school and doing little things I said I was going to give blood.
I had eatten a cheese burger and drank another gallon of water and off to the stake center to give blood.
Bishop asked that we get 100 people from our ward there. well we had 20. 20 out of the 50 people there were from our ward. NICE.. anyway I got past the prick and they put me on the table, ice packs around the neck and well I did it. I gave my pint of blood.
we will see what september will bring?