Current mood:

energetic

blood donation success #2
(Oh by the way, three of my books came in the mail today, i was so excited that i sat with acquaintances at lunch like no problem. Hahahha. I talked to Andrea about everything, listened to Taijasa be a perv, admired how cute Akshat is, met a girl named Angelie, and lent my umbrella to another new friend named Aya, who has a gap in her teeth. All within an hour?? SO AWESOME!)

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After class, i go to the cafeteria to gather iron sources for my body one last time- a final hurrah- and nap three hours to absorb all the fluids and goods.


When i wake up: i dress spiffy, collect my things, and head down to Met Room A for Blood Donations!! YAYYY!!!
(I dont know why i get so excited about it now, either. I'm still afraid of needles.)
DUDE, i have so much fun. I chat with all the nurses about my week, my iron deficiencies, and my fear of needles. They're all really friendly and caring; They also pronounce "party" like "potty", haha East Coast!!!

On the stretcher, I chat with the girl next to me- Leslie from California, last name "Wang" and birthday one day after mine!!! WHOOOOAAAA Life, you really outdo yourself!!!


There's me, twitching with giddiness while Nurse Janet takes my pulse. I'm chirping like a little sparrow and going twenty-two facial expressions a minute, telling her, "Oh no dont tell me the directions I'm afraid of needles what about your family oh youre from rhode island oh wait, HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO QUAHOG??!!"

"You might feel a little pinch now," she says,
"and no,
I've never been to Quahog. From Family Guy, right?
That's not a real place, honey."

! ! !
The needle goes in.

"WHAT?!" I exclaim, "Quahog isn't real??? But that's why i moved here, to find Peter Griffin! (And go ghost-hunting, of course.) Oh ma god, i need to call my friends and family. MY WHOLE LIFE IS A LIE!!!"

Something's wrong, something not right, the nurses gather at my arm and mumble to each other, and I'm staring up at the lights and wondering who i should call first when i get back to my room. Probably Matthew Williams. He needs to hear it first.
What went wrong with my left arm?
The needle was too thick, it missed a little and the blood clot early, something with hemoglobins or whats-it-called, "You should just finish up for today dear, try again next week at Brown!"

Well I'll tell you what, I did not do ellipticals and eat so much meat this week for nothing, even for the truth of Quahog it's not enough. Take me to your leader! You'll have to skin me to make me leave!



And so they did.
They called the Queen on me to measure up and do my right arm.
All the nurses laughed at me and told me my veins were nice, and they patted me on the back when i got up to leave.
"Look at that silly girl," i bet they thought, "trying desperately to smuggle free Oreos and apple juice when she can't bend either arm. Haha she just dropped everything, what a failure. Hahhaha now she's trying to put her sweater on!!"

Yeah, i'm such a badass. I'm glad they had a good laugh and I left waving my stiff, bandaged arms (my attempt to pump fists) with my Oreos and apple juice and water,
THATS RIGHT EVERYONE. O POSITIVE COMING THROUGH. AND A FULL PINT THIS TIME TOO.

SO AWESOME!