And I have no idea how many times I’ve filled out this form. I’m still 6’5″.
This is the worst part. I HATE getting the finger prick. I can handle a needle in my arm better than the finger prick:
Waiting in the chair with my lap full of blood bags and vials:
The iodine being wiped on:
And *POKE!* there goes the needle! I am usually a very fast bleeder, and as usual, I filled up my bag while others who started before me only were at the half-way mark.
The best part (and really, my main motivation) of donating – FREE ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT NUTTER BUTTERS!
And this time they sweetened the pot by also offering a free waffle. All this, and helping to save lives. Good way to spend the morning, I’d say.