I started the day off later than usual. Close to noon. The alarm went off at 6 am and some part of me said, “Back to sleep.”
It was a long weekend (4 days!) and I wasn’t working on Saturday and that meant (horns blowing please!) a lot of time to do whatever I want! Yay! I like that!
When I get out of the house it’s usually to do an errand. The rare times I leave home for anything else is theatre–though I usually do this after doing other things. It was an awesome day with doing at least one thing I enjoy: sitting in the library and browsing for info on the Internet and then printing it–important stuff always needs to be gotten a copy of. After the library I was hoping to get a massage but the place was fully booked that day. I thought my fun time ended here; it didn’t. And it ended up being on some level a better day because of it. I passed through when a greeter asked if I wanted to give blood. This was it! When living with my birth family I thought of it so much but always said no to it. Not because of any fear. The only thing I knew about giving blood is to stand up slowly after the procedure. I got this from the movie “While You Were Sleeping”.
You don’t think my current emotions are transferred via blood, do you? LOL! I wouldn’t want anyone to catch my happiness. Ha ha! So I gave blood and hopefully someday a hospital will be able to save 3 lives because of it.
I will give again. I just want to make sure I’m as healthy as possible. I don’t smoke. Never will. Don’t drink except twice a year to honour the death of my pet Ashley.
Here is some kind of proof that I gave blood the day before Easter.