First I must tell Carol I'm sorry. I just can't blog it. Most people wouldn't understand and...I just can't. I'll call you about it tonight because choir was canceled (CRAZY people. We have like, one practice left before show and we are so bad) and tell you about it. I think...maybe....either that or I'll just lay down and sleep as soon as I get home. I laid down today and I like, fell straight asleep. And had the weirdest dream and didn't even freakin move. I always move when I sleep. It was so weird.

Ohohoho! I gave blood for the first time yesterday. I'll tell you about it, since I'm at work, no one is on MSN and there is hardle anyone in here. Of course there is the normal "If I suddenly drop off, its because the boss or adult clerk is coming", but I thought I would remind you.
ON WITH MY TALE!

*ahem*
So. A few years ago, Sean and Justin brought up the simple fact that I needed to give blood. So at the next blood drive, a happily went to give. And wasn't old enough...buggering people! But Sean and Justin kept on bothering me about it....and I put it off and had to work and bla bla bla... until yesterday.

They had been especialy annoying (lol) about this blood drive, so I said I would go. I get done babysitting, run my errands and all that and...head off to the place of blood donation.
I pull up and I'm already freezing cold, freaking out and really hoping that at least one of those guys was there to...I dunno. I was more comfortable doing it if they were there. I walk in, they hand me the stuff I'm supposed to read, comment that I must be the grandaughter of Jean and that Aha! She is working in the kitchen. Thanks people. It helped my day to know grandma was working in the Red Cross kitchen.

There I sit, reading everything - did you know that if you've been to England you totally can't give blood? - and Sean walks by and nods. Hooray! Shell is comforted!
They ask for my S.S. and info and bla bla bla...and then I get my finger poked and my blood tested and that hurt. But I'm not really freaking out yet. I merly think on the headphones stashed in my bag, and take comfort from them (Since I can't see anyone I know there. Dunno what happend to Sean at that point).
There sits a cart of rather disgusting juice which they force me to drink. I personaly think it was a tranquilizer...but thats just me....
I lay down on the chair thing and start to freak out. Aha! Grab headphones! Will help! Avril always helps.
She didn't help.
The nice nurse comes over and checks my S.S. (again. Third time. PEOPLE! COME ON!! IT'S...heh heh heh...yeah right.) and name and all that. She's like "This your first time?"
"Yes" (in very high pitched voice)
"Well you'll be fine"
"Thank you!" (in higher pitched voice)
She cleans off my arm, marks the veins, swabs it with some crazy stuff and all that. I'm like "Wow...look at that window over there!" Trying to not even think about the fact that very soon, a large needle will be sitting in my arm.
So all that gets done and shes like "Ok. Your going to feel a sharp pain and some burning."
"WHAT?!?!?" (in my head)
"You want to look away?"
"HECK YES I WANNA LOOK AWAY!! WHAT KIND OF PERSON ARE YOU!??!?" (in head also)
(out loud) "I think so."
*looks away and realizes that utter terror has taken over. Crap. Is terrified. Feels sharp pain and burning and almost tells her to take it out! Can't take it! Can't stand the needle in my arm! But calms herself and says things like "Chicken!" "What will Sean and Justin say??" "What about the greater good?"*
It was a throughly terrifying experiance. I'm laying there, singing with Avril and Sean comes over and is like "You ok?"
"NO! GO AWAY!"
"I didn't think you would go through with it."
I DID IT AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
My arm hurts today and I'm so tired. I got winded jumping up and down with the little kids this morning. It was pathetic. I'm so freaking tired and I just feel really crappy. BUT I DID IT FOR THE GREATER GOOD!! Whatever that means...
Ah! Hooray! Next shift is here! *is happy*
Later
-Shell