Friday, November 02, 2012
By 3:00 p.m. I had already consumed my 8 glasses of water for the day. This is a feat nearly unheard of before. I credit the awesome Blood Center volunteers who kept a water bottle in my hand during today's donation. (Hence the blood in the title.) I did well: no passing out, just a slight nod toward oblivion in the end. However, my co-worker and usual blood-donation wingman Scott was there to lower my head and talk me through it.
(My blood pressure is on the low side (94/54 today) so Wooziness and I are old acquaintances who meet up at blood drives.)
I did really get to thinking about donating blood more often. There is no reason why I couldn't donate every 8 weeks like clockwork. Sure, I'm a bit of a weinie, but I can suck it up for 10 minutes or so. Focus on the big picture, right? I think I'll add that to December's goals: Donate one more time before 2013.
And on to goals, I need to get up. The sun is still up here in Wisconsin and I have an errand to run within walking distance. Time to get moving. Enjoy your Friday evening, everyone!
Didn't run the errand, but I did get on the treadmill for 30 minutes. Also, it's 8:47 pm and I have no intention of snacking tonight. Water! Water everywhere and LOTS of drops to drink.