I found my drivers license. It was in my checkbook. I didn't think to look there at first because I only write one check a month, for rent.

Everyone at the closest Carter BloodCare (about two miles up the road) is very nice. However, they're not terribly organized. And, since I was there for over two hours, I noticed that most of them don't seem to really do anything but mill about and chat each other up. Not a bad job to have.

Donating the platelets was ok. I did a one arm donation, which means the machine took out my blood, removed the platelets, and then pumped the blood back in all on my right arm. I was a little concerned the first time the machine gave me my blood back. I thought I was on my way to passing out because I felt a little lightheaded and I suddenly got very cold. I eventually realized that the machine does not keep your blood warm while it's removing the platelets. I kept thinking "this must be how vampires feel." According to the girl who disconnected me from the machine, I gave an impressive amount of platelets. Two bags. I guess you can donate every three days, but I decided to wait a week to donate again. I go back on the 29th. If all goes well, I'll probably start donating every week or more often.

Mmmm... NutterButters.

PS - If you work in a call center, you *must* read Andrew's rant for today.

Posted by Max @ 12/22/2003 04:24 PM CST