Well, no blood donation for me! My blood pressure is only 96/70, and that's much too low for them to take my blood without my having some serious issues with consiousness (not that I don't already).
I swear, INBC (Inland Northwest Blood Center) gives me more problems...they won't take Tyler's blood because of his trip on Semester at Sea in Spring 2000. He went to some malarial countries. The Red Cross puts a 1 or 2 year deferral on blood from those people, but the INBC wants 3. But they still made him fill out all the added forms before telling him he was deferred. Que?
And the last time I donated with them, it was in a freaky bloodmobile thing. They had two there, and used a radio to communicate between them. At some point, the tech that was taking my blood was holding the hose, and turned away to stretch over and reach the radio when a call came...not letting go of the tube. Nearly pulled the needle out of my arm sideways. It hurt. I should have given her a piece of my mind, but I didn't.
I look wretched in sea green
I think I'm giving to the Red Cross from now on. I'll have to go to the hospital in town, but it's much less hassle. And the people aren't...well, they just aren't.
I'm feeling strangely jovial about having such a low blood pressure, though. My temp was low too...only 97.0 degrees F. Cool as a cucumber.
I think I may go outside and laugh maniacally for a bit. It just feels like the right thing to do. Just kickin' skittles...