Losing is good

TGIF! Today is one of the “nothing interests me” days. I feel like doing nothing, although on second thoughts that sound funny, how can I be doing nothing when I am doing nothing: P. Everything seems very boring, even calling my friends/loved ones! May be this is a best day to sit on a bean bag and watch soap operas and don’t even bother to change channel during commercials. That’s Lethargic!

Yesterday I donated blood. Although I have donated a bunch of times before, it’s my first time in Singapore. So they put a sticker on me which said “Treat me nice, this is my first time". Unlike in India, the registration and screening itself is a 20 plus minutes process. After filling a 3 page form, medical history consultation, and the finger-pricking-Haemoglobin test (they have a better pain less instrument though), I was given a local anaesthesia! That's comfort!

They asked me if I am feeling okay (which they did umpteen times) after the donation, and I replied “I am little tired but ok “. In less than 2 seconds, 3 nurses rushed to check on me. They even arranged the bed in such a way that my head was down and legs were up in the air! No need to mention about the after care and variety of refreshments I was compelled to take =) I was even given iron tablets to consume for a week. That’s commendable!

I learned that more frequently the Red blood cells are separated from the whole blood and stored with additive solution to increase their shelf life (max 42 days!) This means it’s impossible to be prepared for any disaster. After the September 11(8 years today!) attack, US analysed this issue in detail and found the only solution to this is, maintaining adequate quantities at all times. I think that’s more than enough reason to donate regularly. That's sharable!

It’s my habit to hold the packet of blood and bless it every time; I want to give only the best of me and nothing else. When I held the warm, dark-red packet in my hands, I realised the best thing about living is giving and sharing. Even the best birthday cakes are meant to be shared. On the same note, I received an email today, the first line said, "Want to see the world after your death?" and the page down said “donate your eyes". That’s Noble!

I recently learned that "Honeymoon" word was coined during Babylon times, 4,000 years ago. The bride's father gifts the groom mead (honey beer) for one whole month (called moon - since its moon based) after the wedding, hence the word "Honeymoon”. Few days back, after a long argument my honey and I decided to have 103 honeymoons one for each day we miss each other. We also decided to send post card to "our home" from every place we travel together and buy souvenirs to put in the memory chest. That’s definitely Romantic!

When it comes to giving blood to someone or the argument with your loved one, losing is good =)
Have a funfilled weekend!