I THOUGHT I could do something good for someone else. I THOUGHT I was strong enough emotionally to handle something as simple as giving blood. I mean, really, what's the big deal?
But when the nurse tested my blood and declared my iron level too low to make a donation...well...all the old familiar feelings of look-how-much-of-a-failure-my-body-is just came bubbling out. One drop of blood and I'm again lying prone at the bottom of the well of grief and self-pity.
Also on this fine rainy day when my body fails me again, I receive not one, but TWO job application rejections. As if the universe thought I could use an extra kick in the head...the ole one-two punch. I'm trying not to take it all personally, but for the love of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, enough already.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
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I still love ya! :) Yeah, I know "Big Whoop!!" Don't know about you, but I cannot wait much longer for some sunshine to come, and stick around for awhile. A brief break through the Winter cloud cover that comes with being in "lake effect" areas just doesn't cut it any more, come mid-February! Give me some July sun!!!
Well. Shit. Those people, they all suck. He shall spit on them together...I spit on you awful people... p-tuey.
Dammit. I'm sorry. Sending hugs.
What a crappy day. Hugs to you from over here.
Awww, I'm so sorry. The one-two punch is cruel. Just cruel.
I completely understand the body failure issues, and if I had any advice on how to deal with it, I'd give it to you. I would. But, unfortunately, I'm swimming in the same pool of guilt as you are.
So all I can promise is I'll hold your head up when you get tired of swimming. How's that?
(((HUGS)))
Your body hasn't failed! This is the Flying Spaghetti Monster's way of saying that you need to take some iron so you have more energy and more joy and better health for your kids and husband and yourself.
And if, after you take lots of iron, and your hemoglobin is up, you feel like going back and donating blood you can then, and it will be great then.
Now go take some iron.
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