Tuesday

Sep 19, 2006 07:02

Be Nice to Me

I wasn't able to give blood yesterday!

I'm a blood donor.  I'm blood group O -, which is the 'universal donor' group, ie: the blood least likely to trouble you if we have to transfuse you with something not an exact match.  So I 'done' (to rhyme with 'phone').  Started back when I was old enough (18), only to find that my veins/circulatory system wouldn't let the blood out sufficiently fast very often!  (Which is what Dad found happened when he went to done!)  So I tried, on & off, over the ensuing thirty plus years.

Since I've been on thyroxine supplement therapy, for going on 10 years now I reckon, & since the children have left home, & since I've fully recovered from my last depression (no drugs, w00t) I've found the blood flow isn't a problem, just having sufficiently high iron levels.  Which is what stymied me yesterday.  Usually I'm ok.

I mean, I'd passed all the initiative tests.  I arrived at the location!  They used to come to the local Community Centre - less than 5 min walk, not easy for car access or parking.  Now they go to the local (Top of the Premiership team) football ground - much better car access & parking, 15-20 min walk & then poke & ask around a bit to find the way in, only THEN is it signed!!!   As 'twas I had to traipse across to our GP to pick up a repeat prescription, for thyroxine, &, the football ground, being just round the corner from there, I was efficient & killed two birds with one stone (figuratively, don't go reporting me to the RSPB, please!)   So how to get into the ground, I had the name of a road but that area has been redeveloped since my map was made!  Fortunately this was before 5pm so various places around the gate were still open.  "Down the lane there, round the back, through the steel gates  across the corner of the car park."    Yup.  Nothing like putting a sign out in the car park though!

Ah well, I now know the way in for Away supporters!  We've only lived here the past twenty-five years, can see the stadium floodlights from our house & can hear the crowd cheering too!  Eventually I got called for testing, good think I'd taken my knitting, only to see the drop of blood float straight to the top!  It's supposed to sink, within a certain time limit.  Move on to another cubicle for a quantative test.  I'm ok, not anaemic or anything.  The reading was 114 (no, I don't remember the units, something like micromoles/grammes/nanomoles per litre/100ml or something), their lower cutoff is 125.  So that's why I've been feeling tired recently.  That & comeing back from holiday, starting the new, busy, schedule.  Hasta la vista, BTS!

On a less personal note - I came across this - http://www.thebudgetgraph.com/view.html (sorry, 'lin' button doesn't seem to be working)   Wonder how the British diagram would look?

& on what may be seen to be a related theme - it's "National Talk Like a Pirate Day"   (Pourquoi?)  So,

Q:   Why does a pirate's phone go "wooaaoooaaaooooooo!"

A:    Because he left it off the Hook!    (There are more!)

Hmmm, I'd better get a wiggle on too.  Got a creative machine embroidery class this morning.  Whoopee!

Y'all have a good day now.
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