VI
Today was eventful.
Well, not full of events, but the one event that did happen was cool.
I gave blood for the first time. (Technically, at 106, I don’t weigh enough, but I fudged and said 112.) An experience, for sure. I managed to keep myself totally calm at the beginning. My iron was high, especially for a female. The questioning went good. I giggled without restraint when the iodine was being applied. I was told I have lovely veins.
But when the needle went in I cried. And couldn’t stop. I felt pretty ridiculous, especially since I had just been laughing. It didn’t hurt, really, after those first few seconds, but I couldn’t contain it.
It was rather embarassing, I suppose, since I was in front of all my peers, but I’m fine with it now. And I’m so proud of myself for having done it. Three lives saved!
And I only got a little light-headed, right after the needle was removed, and once I layed down flat I was fine.
I. Am. So. Proud.
