Friday tiredness
I remember how I used to be totally dead on Fridays when I was still in high school. I remember the lovely feeling of arriving home after a long and exhausting week. I remember sitting in my room, totally quiet, enjoying the fact that I was alone. (Before I got a phone call from the girl who back then was one of my closest friends but whom I
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i forgot about your journal until i stumbled upon an old email from years ago!
i did try (operative word is TRY) to donate blood last year. unfortunately my Hb count was low and my BP was 90/60. So they thought that they would re test me from the vein but they couldn't even get a needle into that! The young nurse tried to and then couldn't, the senior nurse tried to and then thought she had it but didn't so she was moving the needle within my arm.
They said that it would be near to impossible to get a 16 guage needle into me for donation! :( yes very disappointed i was but i will try again this year hehe!
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