My big activity today was giving blood. It took two finger pokes to get the required iron level, but we made it. I felt especially inspired this time as my father needed a unit of blood this week. We’re a few thousand miles apart, but still, somebody nearer to him is doing the same thing.
I had watered before I gave, and took a moderate walk later, but mostly just hung out for the day. Almost decadent.
And when I peeled off the bandages this evening, one of the finger pokes decided it wasn’t quite done giving.
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