I gave blood today. It’s a nice thing to do. It’s service without a lot of work. I don’t mind needles. They give you snacks. So I like giving blood.
However, giving blood does not like me. It often times makes me light-headed and nauseus. One time resulting in retching. Another time resulting in the loss of consciousness. Mostly I’m just slightly off. Though one time I was completely out of it and had to be driven home from work by one of the girls. “Jill” informs me that on that day I sat down in the elevator and walked through the downtown streets barefoot when we went to her car. I do not have a recollection of this.
So today, I give blood. I eat breakfast. I have an apple 30 minutes before going. I don’t squeeze the stress ball so I don’t bleed out to fast. I am done in 5 minutes. Which is fast for normal people but normal for me.
I go to the cookie counter and sort through the various items. It’s a good spread today. Chips Ahoy, Short Bread, Oreos, Nutter Butters, Peanut Butter Ritz, Famous Amos, Chewy Granola Bars, Kudos, Fruit Snacks, Fruit By The Foots, Orange Juice, Apple Juice, Trail Mix…and then oh no, I’m feeling a little nauseaus.
Next thing I know I’m trying to decide which is the lesser of two evils: stay seated and throw up in the trash bin or stand up to try to make it to the bathroom before retching and run the risk of passing out. Thankfully “Jenn” and “Tyler” were there and got the phlebs to come help me.
They gave me a spew bag, two ice packs and had me lay down. I felt much better. Then I’d sit up. Then I’d feel sick and have to go back to the floor. Feel good. Sit up. Feel sick. Lay down. Feel good. Sit up. Feel sick. Lay down. Feel good. Sit up. Feel sick. Lay down. Throughout the whole process all I could really think is “Fruit by the foots? Fruit by the feet? Fruits by the foot? Fruit by the yard?” After about an hour of this, I feel well enough that we return to the office and I’m okay still.
But for the life of me, I cannot decide what is the correct way to say I will be having more than one Fruit By the Foot.
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1 comments:
ugh, I hate having any blood drawn. It's pretty amazing that you don't hate it.
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