New month. You know how I love new-month posts.
April Fools.
(Not April Fools to the above sentence, that was just an announcement about today's Holiday.)
I hate this day. It's like National Gullible Day. It's completely pointless. I somehow got roped into trying to pull a prank however, but it failed when my day didn't go very well.
I just wish things from the past, would stay in the past. And that is all I have to say about that.
I gave Plasma again today everyone. And I almost died. Okayy, so maybe not really, but I was a little bit terrified. So it was pretty busy today, but I waited for about forty-five minutes. When I was finally in my chair, I choose the left arm, because last time my right arm hurt and I didn't want that again. So, Clayton (who was designated to "stick" me) gets everything all ready, and is about to insert a large needle into my arm. He gets it in, and I look away. Then, I feel this really strange thing, and then pain. Serious pain. I look over, and Clayton, is fishing the needle around in my arm. Not a comfortable feeling, and I was not a fan. I looked away, and he finally stopped messing around inside my skin. I looked down one final time, and almost passed out. I usually look at the needle, no big deal. So, when I looked down and saw a huge bump surrounding the insertion site, I almost lost it. And, it was still in pain. I got Clayton's attention, and he looked down, and then decided that wasn't good (obviously) so he pulled out the needle. Still, painful. The lovely Clayton then explains to me exactly what he just did to me. While he was fishing around inside, he nicked the side of my vein which caused bleeding, so the surrounding tissue was now filled with blood which is why it swelled. Nasty. So, he strapped up a ice bag, and we decided to stick my other arm. Not a fan. Not only did I have an awkward ice bag stuck to my left arm, extreme pain in the left arm, but now I had a needle in the right one, and my own blood tubes draped across my stomach. After today, I pretty much have no fear of blood. I even watched them stick the needle in the right arm. It's very interesting, and has a huge hole in it. My arm is still really sore, and it is nice and swollen. I'm sure that there will be a great big bruise when I wake up in the morning.
After all of this, I went to DESA. It was pretty uneventful, we filmed the movie for our Silent Weekend. The theme is "Deaf in Black" (like Men in Black) so we did the video for that, and voted on the T-shirt design. I'm excited. :] Over the next little while, we will be voting for DESA officers for next year, and figuring all that out. So we'll see. I'm a little bit nervous.
Then we cleaned the sink at Angie's for Becca's birthday. That was fun. Tori's roommates are really funny, and I like them a lot. Once that was done, I went to Subway to get some real food, and now am home. Tomorrow just can't come fast enough. I'm excited. Happy Easter everyone.
1 comments:
I don't plan on commenting on every post but well. This was a flash back for me: http://season18thecollegeyear.blogspot.com/2010/02/uh-oh.html
I feel for you.
P.S. This is why they try to isolate you.
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