New Years Resolution #1

You might remember that I told you awhile ago that I had signed up to donate blood. It's the sort of thing that comes easily for some people (like my husband) and it's a little challenging for others. I fall into the later category. So I was absolutely dreading donating blood. I was only doing it because Emma begged me to so she could get a Red Cross backpack and because I feel like it's my duty to donate every now and then and it couldn't be more convenient. I'll admit, all day Tuesday I was secretly wishing that Ryan would have to work late and wouldn't get home in time for me to head over to Emma's school to donate, but alas, he arrived home in plenty of time.


When I walked into the gym the site of people laying on tables with blood dripping out of their veins made me feel light headed just looking at it. But I was determined to do this. After all, my husband is a bone marrow donor. This was no big deal. So I answered their little questionnaire, gave the my ID and then got my finger pricked. They prick your finger to make sure you're not anemic and if you are you can't give blood. After waiting a minute or two the results came back. I was anemic! (Yippee)! I mean, darn it! I think I actually told the girl how disappointed I was that I wasn't going to be able to donate and then I grabbed my purse and got outta there. (Note to self- Lying to the Red Cross girl to make yourself feel better is breaking one of the Ten Commandments). This was not one of my shining moments. So, I'm a wimp and a little disappointed in myself. But not to worry, they've got me on their mailing list now! And so that brings us to my first New Years Resolution. I now have 12 months to become a blood donor. Sometime in the next year I'm going to do it. I'm going to take a little iron, take a deep breath, maybe take a little moral support and donate! It's important! It saves lives and one day the generosity of someone else could save mine!