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stunt_muppet at 05:48pm on 23/01/2008 under life
stunt_muppet at 05:48pm on 23/01/2008 under life I donated blood today. This is only the second time I've done it; last time was about a year ago.
Last time I donated, I felt okay until I got to the refreshment table, where I promptly passed out, woke up a few seconds later with two people holding my feet up, and then stumbled over to the Official Red Cross Swooning Couch for a lie-down. I felt very groggy the rest of the day, even after a 2-hour nap.
This time? Nothing. There was a rather scary period while I was actually in the chair, when I think I came close to passing out (my body started to go numb and my hearing went all wonky just like it did last time), but the timely intervention of an ice pack and a can of Coke kept me awake. Right now? I feel great. I'm not even tired.
Huh.
Noted: Now that I've been chugging Diet beverages for upwards of five years now, regular Coke tastes really funky to me. Actually, regular Coke now tastes like some odd hybrid of Cherry Coke, Dr. Pepper, and cough syrup. Not at all pleasant.
Is it strange that, while I was making a half-hearted attempt at unconsciousness, the only thing I was thinking of (besides OH GOD I CAN'T FEEL MY ARMS) was "Hmm. Is this what mild bloodloss feels like, then? Because I'd imagine unconsciousness that stems from getting cracked on the head's a lot different. Well, file that away in case I've ever got an action scene to write..."?
Plan for tonight: Finish reading for classes tomorrow (which shouldn't take overlong; I've already done most of it). Plan outfit for writing workshop. Do some beadwork, since I've been neglecting that for the past few months. Get started on that pile o' fics I'm supposed to review. Finish at least one request fic, dammit. If possible, continue to diligently tap out Who meta.
Approximate number of these tasks I expect to accomplish: 1. Maybe 2.
Only one more day till the writing workshop! *dances*
Last time I donated, I felt okay until I got to the refreshment table, where I promptly passed out, woke up a few seconds later with two people holding my feet up, and then stumbled over to the Official Red Cross Swooning Couch for a lie-down. I felt very groggy the rest of the day, even after a 2-hour nap.
This time? Nothing. There was a rather scary period while I was actually in the chair, when I think I came close to passing out (my body started to go numb and my hearing went all wonky just like it did last time), but the timely intervention of an ice pack and a can of Coke kept me awake. Right now? I feel great. I'm not even tired.
Huh.
Noted: Now that I've been chugging Diet beverages for upwards of five years now, regular Coke tastes really funky to me. Actually, regular Coke now tastes like some odd hybrid of Cherry Coke, Dr. Pepper, and cough syrup. Not at all pleasant.
Is it strange that, while I was making a half-hearted attempt at unconsciousness, the only thing I was thinking of (besides OH GOD I CAN'T FEEL MY ARMS) was "Hmm. Is this what mild bloodloss feels like, then? Because I'd imagine unconsciousness that stems from getting cracked on the head's a lot different. Well, file that away in case I've ever got an action scene to write..."?
Plan for tonight: Finish reading for classes tomorrow (which shouldn't take overlong; I've already done most of it). Plan outfit for writing workshop. Do some beadwork, since I've been neglecting that for the past few months. Get started on that pile o' fics I'm supposed to review. Finish at least one request fic, dammit. If possible, continue to diligently tap out Who meta.
Approximate number of these tasks I expect to accomplish: 1. Maybe 2.
Only one more day till the writing workshop! *dances*
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