Blood Drive March 11, 2011

This is a note I wrote to facebook a while ago :) I just want to get some stuff on my blog.

So, I signed in to give blood at 8:45 am. I wanted to do it at this time so I could get out of my second hour. I planned on being done by 3rd hour. Anyways, I showed the man my APOS blood card and he told me I could sit down.

I sat in a chair for about 5 minutes.

I went to a little table where I filled in a bunch of bubbles.

A lady came up to me and started asking me questions like "what did you eat for breakfast?" and "have you caught any diseases from Africa?"

Then.... Then she told me she had to prick my finger... Last time I gave blood I cried when the lady told me. I just had to look away... so I am proud of myself :)

She pricked it and it HURT!!!

She told me to go to a table and drink a full bottle of water (this was the worst part). I had been drinking water all morning so I would be healthy to give blood. My body did not want any more water. I think I was literally filled up. It took me like a half hour to drink a bottle of water... yeah. I thought I was going to throw up. I was about to put my head in between my legs... not even kidding.

But, I got to go lay down on the tables where they draw the blood.

I layed on the table and this guy tied a rubber band thing around my arm and it hurt. He made me flip over because my other arm has better viens.

He and the other blood drawer person thought it was funny to joke around saying they didn't know what they were doing... I didn't find it very amusing....

He put yellow stuff on my arm and every time he came up to me I thought he was going to put the needle in so I freaked out ( My body was literally spazzing out... not like crazy though.)

I had my eyes closed from the second I layed on the table... As soon as he stuck the needle in I breathed a huge sigh of relief which he found kind of weird.

He told me I had to could to 5 like 1...2...3...4...5... and then squeeze the squeezy thing. I was a little shaky still so my counting was like 1.2.3.4.5. squeeeze... I got it done faster though ;D

I finished after about 5 minutes and the whole time the guy kept singing about how close I was getting to being done.

After the 5 minutes he took the needle out not very gently... It was wiggling and it didn't feel so great.

I stood up and felt a little dizzy.

I sat at the table and ate some food and they made me drink juice ( which after all the water I DEFINATELY didnt want.)

After about 10 minutes they told me I could sign out... so I did... then they asked me how I felt... I said "good, I'm just a little dizzy." (WARNING: DON'T EVER SAY THAT)

I had to go lay down on a bed for like 10 minutes... only to get up to go to the bathroom ( I had to go so bad after all the liquid.) The lady had to come with me and hold the stall closed which was AWKWARD!!!

When I came back I had to drink a can of pop ( the last thing I wanted after all the liquid)

It took me probably another 15 minutes just to get half way through with the pop. Then I had to eat trail mix.

It was worth it though :)

It could save someones life :)

Story Time :)

I layed awake in my bed. I couldn't clear my mind enough to fall asleep. I never have issues sleeping. "Ugh, I guess I might as well go on facebook" I thought... I mean, what else am I going to do at 12:30 in the morning?
I grabbed my laptop and logged onto facebook. "No notifications... I guess I'll just stalk my homepage" I thought. As I scrolled down the page my heart sank as I read posts from a facebook friend who had her boyfriend cheat on her. I had never really talked to this girl in real life or on facebook. I prayed for her that she could look to God during her situation.
I decided that I wanted her to know that I was praying for her because I always like to hear that people are praying for me. I felt weird writing the message but I could feel God pushing me to talk to her. The message I wrote looks somewhat like this:

"Hey, I've been reading your statuses and I just wanted you to know that I'm praying for you! I know you don't know me very well but if you ever just need someone to talk to I'm here! There's someone better out there for you. I don't know if you believe in God but just know that He cares for you very deeply and has someone specially designed just for you :)
Well, thanks for reading a message from someone you barely know. I hope this makes you feel somewhat better :)".

Her response made me cry. She told me that she didn't even know me and she felt like I cared more than her friends did. It made me really thankful for my friends and gave me an opportunity to be a friend to someone who really needs one.

I look back on this and think "Wow." God kept me awake that night because He wanted me to talk to this girl. He filled my head with thoughts that I couldn't get out of my mind that kept me awake. Instead of leading me to go watch TV, read or do some other thing; He lead me to facebook? I don't know about you but I never really thought that facebook would turn out to be a place to witness to people. God works in amazing ways and it's breathtaking to see His movement so obvious.

Since this has happened, I have been looking for reasons to witness to people over facebook. I have wanted to be a missionary for a long time and I had always invisioned myself somewhere in Africa and I think that looking so far ahead caused me to stop looking at what I can be doing now.

I encourage the people who read this... if anyone ever decides to look at this blog... to look for areas where you can witness to people. Some people might look at this and think I'm trying to conform people to my beliefs. That is sort of true, I'll admit it... but the way I look at it, it's not just getting people to believe what I believe; it's honestly God working through me to save you from selling your soul to an eternity in hell.