Sunday, February 20, 2011
Ding ding ding! So, guess what I did on Valentine's Day? I hopped in the car with my amiga and we went to the Midtown Donation Center to give blood. There weren't many people there, so we didn't have to wait too long or anything. 1 hour and we were done! And we felt awesome! And I am not going to tell a lie, I still came home and ate an awesome dinner and drank delicious wine. I just also drank water, too. Do as I say, not as I do, ok?
Giving blood is something I tried to do as often as I could when I was in college. My dad has blood that the Red Cross wants in a bad way, so I remember being little and him giving blood all the time. When he was diagnosed with cancer, they decided his blood was no good. Fair enough. But I always said I would continue giving blood the way my dad did. Considering I am AB+, my blood donation is a bit of a self-fulfilling prophecy (AB+ can only be given to AB+) which always inspires clever jokes from my friends about my selfish, self-centered tendencies, all the way down to my blood type.