Giving blood...

It was decided by the Red Cross folks that I am indeed a great giver. I don't faint - I don't get queasy - it's just not a big deal to me.

My nurse person had two faint ones around me so she was spending a lot of time watching them. At some point, she came back and checked on me. I asked her if I was supposed to be doing anything with the ball. She said - yes, squeeze it. Then she stopped - no don't! I guess I filled my little bag by just laying there...

See - I am a great dripper.

Oh - and five hours later when I took off my bandage (yes, I listened to her instructions), I started dripping a bit. The girls thought it was cool. Little bit of pressure and I was all better.

No, I am not on blood thinners - they don't let you give blood if you are on funky meds - or have been to a swanky resort in the Dominican Republic (DEB!!!) or had a tattoo or piercing in the past year. So - I am safe...

Great coach...

http://www.pantagraph.com/sports/college/basketball/men/lincoln-college-men-s-coach-whiteman-resigns/article_e4be35e0-7a20-11e1-9de2-001a4bcf887a.html

Coach Whiteman was a great coach - I always thought he would end up at a major college at some point...

So glad that Kiel matured with his leadership...

Blood

Just for my fantastic Aunt Janet - I am a great dripper!