So yesterday started out as a great morning. I met with my study group at chick fila to have a fattening hardy breakfast in preparation for us giving blood. So I thought that a chicken biscuit, hash browns and two diet Dr peppers would be enough to keep my blood sugar intact...but yea not so much. I def fainted, or close enough to it, after giving blood. My first experience at trying to save 3 lives ended with a decision to never do it again. I sat down to have my finger pricked..which actually was the most painful part of the whole process. And much to my surprise my iron levels at 15.7 were pretty stellar. Then I got to lay down and squeeze a stress ball while the nurses desperately tried to find a good vein. After a bunch of poking and sticking and bruising...they get a vein that apparently doesn't produce enough blood fast enough. So in the midst of drinking my sugary Sprite..I begin to feel faint, sweaty, and dizzy. And instead of discontinuing the blood draining..she just elevated my feet. A pint later I was instructed to leave with no time to regain my strength. And into the elevator and down the hall and into the classroom, is where I went down. In my drunken haze, I forced myself to eat an unruly amount of junk from REGULAR coke..sick..to cookies, pretzels, glucose tabs, smoothie, juice..thinking about it now..makes me wanna yack. I did not feel like myself until this morning. But while I have been complaining about my little incident...I got to check an item off my bucket list and save 3 peoples lives. That makes it all worth it!!!!
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