Monday, 21 March 2011
Coxy The Superhero!!!
It's not all rosy though, I still don't have a job. I hate being someone who 'Sponges off the government', I want to work, believe me, but I just don't seem to be having any luck at the moment. It seems graduates in Drama and Creative writing aren't on high demand :p
In order to make myself feel better and also to make someone else feel better (hopefully) I decided to do a good deed and give blood.
I've done it before so I don't really know why I get so nervous each time. I'm a serial shaker. Before I've even walked through the door and said my name my tummy is doing flips and my hands and legs are trembling like mad.
A little health test first to make sure I'm healthy enough to give blood and then I'm placed on a bed ready for the main event.
On the bed I find myself having a fight with my legs trying to stop them from shaking, then the nurse says 'Now you'll just feel a little scratch' and my stomach churns. I wouldn't mind if she said 'I'm just going to put the needle in now', but no, she says 'scratch' thinking that that's a better way to describe the feeling, but it really makes me feel sick.
Lying there watching the blood flow from my arm I can't help but go all 'dramatic' and feel like the life is being drained from me. I panic and think I've been left there too long and no one has noticed and I'm going to die from a great loss of blood. In reality the machines have timers and the bags can't overflow so that would just never happen, but sometimes I just can't stop my imagination from running wild.
It's all over within fifteen minutes, and then it's biscuit and tea time. After a milky coffee and three ginger nut biscuits, I'm out of the door feeling very smug with myself.
It's not everyday you get to say you've saved a life, and so what if it makes me feel a little bit like a Superhero.
Do something amazing today - give blood and save a life.