I Don't Drink.... Wine....

An old line, but a good one..

I finally got my cojones dusted off and in order and went to donate blood today. I was a bit nervous (eep!) but everyone was very nice. My left hand is still not my own, and gives indications that it may be 'with me' forever.

They used my right arm this time, and the gentleman was so careful.

It was a relief...

cuz I've gotta do this...

again...