Within a week of writing my last post, I went and donated blood!
On Thursday I was thinking about it, and was getting all light headed, and I stopped myself and said "Self...what are you actually afraid of?" It wasn't the pain, or unrealistic fears of something going horribly wrong...so what was it that I was actually afraid of?? And the answer was nothing. Absolutely nothing. And with that thought suddenly my light headedness went away. Just like that. I can be a very rational person sometimes.
So then on Friday I decided that it was the day! I called and made an appointment at the Mississaugua clinic for the evening, and read over all the details on the website.
After making the appointment I became a pest and bothered all my friends who have given blood with a million questions. I also ate a bunch of pumpkin seeds because they were high in Iron.
And off I went to the clinic, and I wasn't even nervous. I was on a MISSION!
I got to the clinic, they did the finger prick and it was slightly painful, and I passed my iron check, then I went and answered 1,000,000 questions, and finally it was time for me to face my fear!
I will spare the glory details, but about half way through I started to feel lightheaded, but I told the nurse I wanted to keep going. She gave me a cold towel for the back of my neck and then I felt fine again. And before I knew it I was done. Actually..it was one of the longer 6 minutes of my life..but I did it!!!
I even looked at the bag of blood after the needle was gone. It was a significant amount!
After giving blood, and drinking some juice and getting a cookie, Mike and I headed to dinner with some friends of the family. I don't know if was the post nerves or whatever but my appetite was non-existent. All I wanted to eat was fruit but luckily we were at Manaderin Buffet, so I could eat all the fruit I wanted. Yesterday I kind of felt weird too, but I think I just didn't drink enough water.
That all being said even with the feeling icky part, I would probably do it again. I don't know what my blood type is, but my mom thinks it is O- (universal donor), so I feel obligated to donate more! It made me feel so happy to do something that is good for others, and also something that I thought I would never be able to do!
So there you have it. Goal accomplished with lots of time to spare! Done and Done.
I have lots of other things to write about in the next few days..so hopefully I will fit in some blogging time!
What did you do on Friday evening? Is it that weird that I like liver and onions?