I laugh as I write that. Whatever. Just means longer chilly nights and therefore sleeping without the aircon. So then. Whats been going on then over here. Ah yes. The house. At least the painters have been and gone. The carpet was going down today. Plumber and electrician due to complete by the end of this week. THEN it will be all done. Aside from moving all our stuff. In fairness, while not easy living through the dust and the dirt and the grime, it will be worth it when its all done. Honestly. Latest status photo's coming shortly.
The little one went on a bug-free, sleep filled few weeks till she came a cropper last week with an ear and throat infection. Now all good again though trying to get her back into the nice sleeping routine she was in prior to the sickness. God help us with two little ones.
I gave blood recently for the first time. Ashamed as I am to say it - I never bothered in Ireland. There was always something. Always is eh? Isn't that the ad? Over here they actually come round in their big mobile van and park it right outside our office - so really, there's no excuse for not doing it. This was my 4th attempt at giving blood since I got to Brisvegas - things like gastroscopies, recently being on anti-biotics, having had some injections amongst other things blocked me on previous occasions. Anyway, this time I was determined to offload my red corpuscles so I tried once again. Initially, they had trouble getting a nice vein - my right arm blew up like a little balloon so they whipped the IV needle out, watched as the whole area bruised up to a nice yellow/purple and asked if I wanted to pack it in. Heroically I rolled up my left sleeve and demanded they try the other arm. It worked. Nice veins aplenty there.
It would be great if I could say that was it and that I marched out proudly with my cheese and cracker crumbs on the edge of my lips and returned to my desk to finish my days work as if nothing happened. Alas no. As soon as the blood bag was filled to the brim and they took out the needle for the 2nd time, the nauseau and sweats kicked in. Apparantly I went quite green and had to stay on the bench for a good 15 minutes till I looked less like Herman Munster, all the while sipping my cordial through a straw. I managed to fight off the whole fainting thing, that would have just been too much to bear. As I sheepishly left with my chocolate in hand, I asked if that was it for me giving blood to which I got "No, of course not, lots of people are wusses on the first go, see you next time!" Damn it.
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I have tried to give blood three times, and each time I hardly get the needle dirty before having the the pleasure of fainting- WHILE I AM ALREADY LYING DOWN! Its not easy being this cool. Unlike you, last time the doctor said 'perhaps you should find another form of community service'. Exonerated. Hope you're good kids, miss ya. Rxo
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