So I made an appointment (to make it official - knowing others would be expecting me kept me from making excuses or, more likely, chickening out) for 3:15 this afternoon. At 3:10, my stomach started to twist and I began sweating slightly, yet I shuffled over to the junior high gym and checked in. I think I scared some of my students who were waiting there; I could feel myself being less congenial & encouraging and more withdrawn & twitchy. I read the [very long and involved yet fascinatingly informative] Pre-Donation Handbook; I got my number for the Pre-Donation Screening. I waited about
And this is where my story comes to a screeching, bloodless end. Other than the menacingly slow-flowing droplets used to determine my LOW LOW LOW Fe content, there was no giving from me today. Despite my cowardly reservations, I was looking forward to joining that group of noble individuals who do this regularly; I had visions of being one of those cheerfully brave people who step right up when the Blood Mobile parks in front of Whole Foods. But most of all, I wanted to be part of the solution for our student.
I will get myself some supplements and try to gag down some leafy greens and be ready for next time. If you can give, please do. Click here and find a donation site nearby.