Project 52 Update Week 28: Fear the Beard, Not the Blood

Tommy: [After they donated blood] I just feel really light headed. You don’t have anymore juice, do ya?
Johnny: You almost fell getting off the table, you pussy.
Tommy: I got up too fast, okay? And you should watch your language in front of the house of God. Back me up on that.
Father Murphy: He’s right.
Johnny: Sorry.
Tommy: Yeah, asshole. –Rescue Me

On Friday I crossed off #48 on my Project 52 list: donate blood. My town was having a memorial blood drive for a Sergeant who had died of Non Hodgkins Lymphoma. He was only 37 years old and the father of two. His wife was there donating too. They held the blood drive at City Hall and the place was hopping. It made my heart happy to see so many people come out to show their support and give blood.

I asked my nurse to take a picture of me donating, and explained that I was a blogger. She wasn’t that fun and didn’t seem at all amused, but she did it.

I did meet some very friendly people while I was waiting for my turn. I kept flashing them thumbs up while I was having my blood drawn. I’m such a dork.

The teeshirts they were giving out were so cool. I’m a Giants fan and they had a whole Giants theme going. Isn’t it awesome?

Don’t mind me looking all disheveled. I walked the 10 minute walk back home and felt a little bit light headed. I plopped down on the couch and proceeded to milk it for all it was worth, making Match get up and fetch me things and making a nice little butt imprint in the couch.

Unfortunately I didn’t heed the warning about not drinking alcohol within 48 hours of giving blood. I overindulged at Monica & Chandler’s going away party and let’s just say it wasn’t pretty. But more on that in another post.