Blood drive is today.  I am escaping fourth period to work at it as moral support.

Why is it that every time I give blood, something happens?

Last year: "Here's a vein!"  "If I can see it, I don't want it."  "Um... Okay..."  *Nurse misses vein because she can't see it*  "Hm.  That's not good."  *Wiggles needle and tube around like she's brushing teeth*  *I spasm silently*

This year: *I am draining much too slowly for one nurse's liking (heretoafter referred to as "Evil Nurse").  A noted absence of pain on my part, which I was happy about.*  *She messes with my tubing*  Nice Nurse: "I've already tried all that."  *Evil Nurse moves needle around.  High levels of pain ensue.*  Me, trying to maintain a calm facade: "Yeah, that kind of hurts."  (This is a code term for "Stop doing that now before I beat you with my tubing.")  *Evil Nurse moves needle again.  Pain does not change.*  "Is that better?"  "NO."  *Moves needle again.  Insert a powerful stinging sensation.  Evil Nurse tries to leave.*  "Iiiiit's still hurting."  *Moves needle again.  I seriously contemplate a high level of rudeness by saying "Everything was great before you got here!"  But abstain.*  ....And then I bled through way too many layers of gauze.  The hag.

So that's been my day.  How's yours??

((P.S.  I meant a French-Italian last night.  Drool.  Allison, I'll love you forever.))