#hellomidtermsweek

Thank you for always making my week! Late Friday afternoon (might I add, Friday the 13th), I set a goal of donating blood more often in honor of my grandfather, especially since we shared the same blood type and he had received 3 pints of blood in his time of need. So, I got myself to the blood bank and had a lovely time draining a pint.

Fast-forward 36 hours, I wake up with a sore throat and runny nose. No biggie, just allergies. At 48 hours: chills & 99.2 degree fever. Fuck. I quickly whipped out the donation receipt and called the hotline to recall MY BAG OF DEATH. 

Here's to my Hippocratic oath to do no harm...

Sincerely,