January 4, 2005


  • babyJane wanted pbj sammie for lunch.  I had salami, olives, and dipped my finger in the jam a bunch.  oh and chocolate pudding.  it’s amazing I’m still alive after all these years of eating like this.


    I’m having a “I recovered from being a sickie a little too fast” kind of day and am still in my sweats.  my mother called me THREE times this morning before I got out of bed.  do you let people know they called you in bed?  I don’t.  I’ll pick up the phone naked and dripping wet out of the shower and tell people but not that I’m in bed.  that would just make me look lazy.  if you already know I’m lazy I’ll probably cop to it. 


    I’m watching baby Mya tomorrow.  she’s had a fever and is home from daycare.  I was supposed to go to the dentist with Emma, but I’ll just take Dylan instead and swap appointments.  it’s just as well since I got a message on my phone letting me know that Dr. M will be out of the office tomorrow so NO nitrous for me… and let them know if that wasn’t okay.  um, hello, I’m not fucking opening my mouth without the nitrous and that’s HALF the reason I go there because the hygenist I use feels the same way.  yes, I’ve tried it without; honestly, you dont’ want to see me like that.  it’s post traumatic stress.  it’s a mental health issue, not a fucking choice.  urgh.


    I gave blood for the first time yesterday.  I was a little nervous and I couldn’t really figure out why.  I don’t mind needles and I’m not afraid of people.  I had a pretty decent time people watching and chatting.  I guess there’s a niggling fear that they’ll tell me my blood is tainted, but I’ve been tested for stuff recently and so that shouldn’t have been an issue.  the one time I was going to, years and years ago, I got turned away because my blood pressure was too low.  I would sometimes lose consciousness when they’d take a vial for testing at the horspital, but I don’t really know why.  the AD I’m taking raises my blood pressure to almost normal, 112 over 75, I think yesterday.  woooo! (sometimes I black out if I stand up too quickly).  I gave blood!  I got up and walked away!


    I think what it was was the bravado thing.  I hate being weak.  I don’t want to be weak.  that time in the ambulance when I was bleeding out I couldn’t remember my name or where I lived but I tried to tell them to take a different route because it was faster ::rolls eyes::.

Comments (13)

  • The part about petting my pretty little head made me giggle.

    The part about getting your boobs made me laugh out loud. {x

    Mmmm…salami.

    Good for you on donating blood. I’ve only ever been turned away for my blood pressure being too high. I’m what the people in white coats like to refer to as “high-strung.” CeeCee’s normal pulse is about 70…mine is 117.

  • you think giving blood is hard. try donating sperm.

    now thats effort.

  • naru made me spurt.  er, snort.

    i got turned away because my temp was too low.  i was like, can’t i walk around for a few minutes and warm up?  they said no, that would be cheating.  dude, how can you cheat on a blood donation?  i said, arent’ you just going to put it on ice once you collect it anyway?  they said it ddin’t work that way and thanked me for my time.  fuckers.

  • bahaha rache is dumb

    every time I try to give blood, my tattoo stuff makes them not want my blood. darn it.

  • Between my abnormally high liver enzymes which mimic the symptoms of hepatitis (but really beer induced) and my tats, I too can’t give anymore…. I once could and did often… I think that I did it for the cookies though…..

  • It’s really astounding how much we are able to abuse the body before it just quits on us leaving us wondering what the hell went wrong.

    I need all my blood.

  • Everytime “they” come around for blood they do it right at the heart of the cold season when I have a cold, or when I’ve gotten a new tattoo.  Never fails…
    But damnit, as God is my witness, I’ll give my damn blood some day.  Maybe tomorrow, after all, it IS another day.
    And if I’m in bed, in the shower, eating, or just not in the mood, I let the voice mail pick up, it’s usually my MiL anyways…
    -M

  • i eat the same food! with my fingers too! your cool. i gave blood once, i whited out in giggle mode, then i realized i need my blood! i lose enough on my own! hope your baby gets better soon

  • Ooh, so many things to say!! 

    first off – I <3 the Garden State soundtrack and I really dig that Simon & Garfunkel song!!

    second – congrats on giving blood…I need to do that…haven’t done it in a few years

    third – I think we were gonna see Life Aquatic…The Phantom of the Opera earlier in the week (really good, minus the phantom’s singing at times and a few of Christine’s high notes)

    fourth – Blade 3 was good??  Wow.  I’ll have to rent it.  I can’t stand Jessica Biel and Ryan Reynolds facial hair makes me giggle!!

  • I always want to give blood, because it saved my grandfather’s life once. But they won’t take my blood because I have lived in Istanbul. Funny thing? They won’t take my blood in Istanbul, because I’ve lived in America. Go figure.

  • They never want my blood. Either I’ve just gone to Mexico or my heart rate is too fast or some shit like that. But good for you for givin it!

  • Donating blood is truly one of my favourite things to do. I feel so good about doing it, I’m even considering taking the next step and donating platelets.

    Oh, and mmmmmm, naked phone-answering.

  • I love you! 

    And just a note:  I’ve eaten things worse for me.  Shhhhh! 

    And you rock for giving blood!!!!!

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