06/26/2008: good intentions music: nothing mood: ouchy
so today, for the first time in my life*, i gave blood. our HR director had arranged for MADA to set up in our office for a few hours and do blood donations. they set up in the conference room: two tables for people to lie down on, a few chairs and a little table with sweets. you know, for after.
the process went fine, even though i hate having needles put in me (don't you start with the whole "but you have tattoos, this should be a piece of cake" thing, cuz it's really not the same at all), and i didn't feel the least bit woozy after, either. the area where the needle was put in, looked fine, too. about an hour later, i unrolled my sleeve and forgot about it.
until an hour after that. when it started hurting a little... i pulled my sleeve up, only to see that the place had become bruised and swollen. feh. so i waltzed back into where they were still taking (giving? - i guess it depends on who we're talking about ;) blood and asked what they thought. obviously it's not the end of the world, but i don't usually bruise after having blood drawn, and this was a little annoying.
later, i was seen around the office wandering, holding a bottle of ice on my arm to make the swelling go down.
it still hurts =(
i hope my arm doesn't fall off =D
*was never able to give blood cuz i'm constantly getting tattooed. this was the first time since i started that there has been a break between sessions longer than a year.