Jan. 15th, 2012

sinkwriter: 2006 Fish Creek walking path photo taken by Sinkwriter (Mulder - I Want To Believe)
WARNING: brief talk of blood donation (in case any of you find that type of discussion to be gross or upsetting)


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Gave blood today.

I suppose it's the blood loss, but whenever I donate, by the afternoon I feel like I've hit a major wall and have no energy left. I'm feeling it right now, just slightly sluggish and in need of a nap.

Everything about me is sluggish today. Even when I was giving blood, I couldn't seem to give what they needed. First, the person who inserted the needle didn't do such a smooth job and it actually hurt quite a bit. It pinched a lot, then it burned, and she had to adjust it several times before the pinching let up. Then my arm was sore, so I probably wasn't squeezing the rubber ball as hard as I usually do. And they were taking from my right arm, where I usually donate from my left. Not sure if that matters much, but it sure seemed to, today.

Once they got it going, everything seemed fine and I was able to fill up what they needed, but at a certain point everything slowed down and it was like my blood flow just wasn't moving the way they wanted it to. That has never happened before. In fact, usually the person drawing my blood has joked that I have really good blood flow. Not today. I was apparently in 'low flow mode.' No matter what they did, they couldn't get it moving faster to finish it out.

This may seem like a strange transition in conversation, but it's kind of an analogy for how I've been feeling in my life lately. Like I'm moving along, but at a sluggish pace. Sometimes I wonder if I'm so caught up in this new job and all my classes at school that I'm not taking time to truly pay attention in my own life.

It's not that anything is particularly traumatic or terrible right now -- sometimes, in fact, it's been pretty darn good -- but in an overall sense I feel like I'm just working and living my life day to day, and that's all it is right now. I'm simply plugging along, you know what I mean?

I'm not taking time -- I'm not making time -- to do anything else or be aware of anything on a deeper level. I'm not being fulfilled in ways I want to be. I'm not actively working to do that for myself. I've been pretty numb to a lot of things (which, as some of you may have read in a more private post, has been part of the problem that I'm currently struggling with in therapy). Instead, I'm just going through the routine of day to day and forgetting to make time for more than that. I feel like I'm not fully plugged in, if that makes any sense.

But I want to be. I want to be fully charged up, mind and body, creativity and soul, in all the ways that I can be. I just don't know how to get that energy flowing again. I feel like I've been stuck in this routine for too long (so very long), it's become habit, and I need something to jar me out of it.

Does that make sense to any of you? Do any of you struggle with something like this? How do you sort through it?

sinkwriter: 2006 Fish Creek walking path photo taken by Sinkwriter (Dean - For Tea Parties!)
By the way, today I was told that my platelets were 'coveted.'

I'm glad at least one part of me is.

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Those blood donor vampires... they salivate over your blood type, descend upon you and suck it all up, but do they buy you dinner first? I don't think so!

(Okay, they did give me cookies and cran-raspberry juice afterward, but it's just not the same.)

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