Never been able to give blood in the US, and it does make me sad. I was a regular donor in Canada until the rules came down.
I do hate trying to drill home to nurses why I don't need to pee on a stick, and the fact that the best way to convince my bladder to shut its doors is to put me in a hospital bed (I've gone a day without agitas) please, for god's sake understand that I would probably poke a penis with a stick if I saw one in a room with me, just to remind myself of their range of responses outside fic.
I know people lie, and people can be mistaken, but I'm really not people.
Sleep doc's office called to tell me that by the time they tried to refill my meds in December, someone else had. I asked what the reasons were for the three months before that when they wouldn't re-up, but she got kinda vague and hung up.
I don't get people. I'm cranky, I'm achy, my stomach tells me its hungry but when I feed it it's bitching...I want to curl up in a ball and get my back rubbed--my entire spine aches blossoming in my skull...
But we are deploying this weekend. Starting 9AM Saturday through 7PM, and then 0AM Sunday through 8AM. Whoopee!
Yeah, maybe a lie-down would be good.