Blood Offering

It's now Sunday at 1:39 in the morning, my roommate's asleep, i haven't done the laundry and i am watching cats in Ikea.

And no, this is not really about a ritual sacrifice or something. I haven't done those since....well, never.

Today, i am an officially a blood donor. Woohoo. I've been wanting to donate my blood ever since they had a blood drive at matrics. But there i basically never had a minimum 5 hour sleep there so i didn't go for it. I want to give quality blood, mind you. It is actually quite important as sleep affects your immune system.

Trust me, i had qualms about giving away the precious red liquid that's been keeping everything up and running, but i told myself, 'suck it up,bitch'. When they first inject you with the anesthetics, i just couldn't bare to look. Yes, i am a tad squeamish when it comes to blood. Especially mine.

And then they poke you with that super long syringe attached with the bag and voila, blood just pour out of your arteries like Niagara Falls. Blergh, mine was like super crimson red. 450ml of pure red gunk. Thank god i didn't pass out or something or it would have been a tad bit problematic not to mention humiliating. When the deed is done, they gave me a bag with Oreo cookies, mineral water and a Milo juice box. Yay.

All in all, i loved it. Yeah, i don't like the blood and the needles, but the thought of saving someone's life is something i think is worth it even though i am still slightly numb at the puncture site. I don't have much money to give, so to give someone my blood maybe the most valuable thing i have ever given.

Okay, i am getting a little drowsy, so that's all for now. Call me if you need a guy with blood to give. Unless you're Edward Cullen, then you can go suck on a tampon.