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I'm not squeemish about blood, and really, would love to be a phlebotomist [but I heard they don't really make alot of money around here, and i'm already in school ATM so I can't do it :( ] so I figured I should really be at least donating, right?
So a couple of weeks ago, I did a little of the leg work of looking up where I could get it drawn. I've donated before, but it was when I was at school, so I didn't really know how to do it other than just show up.
My coworker, who I found out is really into donating, was trying to get my boss to donate. And she said she couldn't because she had a tattoo. And the nosy person I am interjected "That's not true! I have tattoos, and they let me donate!" so, in anycase, I work at a college, and he told me there was a donation van today, so we signed up, and walked over, and he was low on iron, but I was ok (I was sooo scared waiting, because normally, I'm low on iron) so I got to give blood.
Which makes me happy. And hyper. Really super hyper!
La la la la. That is all. :D