It's been over fifteen years, but I have finally rejoined the fellowship of those who give blood. My old work buddy, Stephanie, was looking for anyone to join her at our Clemens Center. We hugged and then rolled up our sleeves.
Not too different after so many years. The major difference is that I am no longer hovering just above the lowest weight allowed. Truthfully, its been more than fifteen years for that, but this time I had no problems with fainting or dehydration. I ate like a pig before I went.
It's good to be back.
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Little Pond
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The last time I tried to give blood I was declined.
Good for you!
Whole process, from initial paperwork to sipping drinks and eating cookies, was less than an hour. I donated with a friend, which helps. BTW, it ain't over till the fat lady sings. My husband got a call after he donated, years ago, and was told he could never give again. Plavix is one the no-no list.
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