doodledee

Today I called and changed my next blood appointment be at the Veterans Affairs hospital. I decided to move there because it's way closer to my work than the downtown location and a friend told me the ladies there are nice. I hope she's right, because mean ladies with needles would be pretty scary. So anyways, I'm on the phone with the lady at the Red Cross and she's asking me all the standard questions about diabetes, travel, medications and all that. I keep saying 'no' to all of them, and she's all "Great!". She's starts wrapping up the call, so I add, "Oh, I did have sex with a monkey a few weeks ago." She gives me the, "Dave, I don't even want to go there right now" and then she laughed. I thought that was pretty cool for a little old lady down at the Red Cross.

I hope they don't flag my file as a troublemaker's now. I'm just trying to help-out and give some blood. If they think I was joking when I said I'd go back to Memorial, they should think again.

The lady on the phone also told me that they're super low on blood right now, so get out there and donate people. You get karma and free cookies, what more could you want?