Drained

The vampires got me today!

Okay, obviously they're not really vampires. But they do love my blood.

*GRIN*

I donated at a blood drive this morning.

I think I got a newbie drawing my blood, too, because she had trouble getting that needle where it needed to go. Eventually she had to call someone else over, and the other woman adjusted it, and then the newbie said, "I had it too far to the left, didn't I?"

Can you say, "Oops"?

Thankfully it didn't hurt very much, with all that maneuvering. Though my arm has been stiff the rest of this day, and I'm a little sleeeeeeepy.

Interesting side note: apparently my blood type is sought after. (I'm O-Negative.) They've been trying to talk me into a different procedure, something where they take more than just blood, but every time I've gone there since they first suggested it, they haven't had time to do it. They just stick with the usual draw.

Nevertheless, I'm glad I made time for it. It's been a while since I've given blood, but I always feel a little bit good about myself afterwards, like I contributed something, helped in some way, you know?

And those vampires, they're always calling for more.

:D