Another stab

I'm on my way out the door to give blood. Can you believe it's been 8 weeks already since the last one?

I started chugging water yesterday, instead of waiting for this morning. (Last time that kept me from being able to give a full donation.) I drank so much water I wanted to yak, and I've kept it up since I woke up. I honestly can't see any difference in my arms... here's to hoping the nurses can find a vein this time.

I'm also up on my iron, so we should be good to go. Wish me luck.