Donate Blood

February 7 - Donate Blood Sleep: taking blood from Marta. Marta stuck needles in the wrong. In the morning, I woke up around 5:30 but of course I was still lying in bed. I got up in the morning, brewed a thermos with herbs, prepared a pillow for sitting, ate a light breakfast and went to the bus stop. I got on the Red bus, a moment later Marta joined. We went to the new market together. When we got out, I forgot to take my gloves with me. First, we went to the labor office which was located at the back of the hospital. Very nice clean. However, we quickly left and headed towards the blood donation station. I think I saw Rite Jozwiakowska on the way. I even thought about her, I was a bit afraid of contact with her. While we were there, we filled out the questionnaire. I mentioned that butcher's disease and that I pose a risk of infectious diseases. Ladies reading this poll were a little scared. I tried to keep myself calm. I was controlling my breathing. I was also a little nervous about what it will be. Numerous questions about the butcher, the doctor then examined me. Throat, eyes, glands, she said fine. She was probably a little scared by the pressure of 160 / xx, but she said it was nervous :) My blood was drawn. When I was still looking at what was typed into the computer - my case of the butcher was described. In some qualifications, I think I got a red -1 instead of a green one. hehe 8 chocolates, juice and canned food as a reward. I went out and ate some chocolate in the corridor. Earlier, the ladies also treated me to tea. We moved towards the gallery. We walked a slightly different way through the cemetery. We went out through the halls and into the gallery. There we missed 1 bus, for the second we had to run to the stop. We made it. Home later, nothing special. I played a bit of these stick insects. Being on the bus, I plunged into the world of imagination. I imagined how I was finally in the hospital in Nowy Targ, I found dr. House z Nowa Sól and I dismiss him, saying: I'm fine, I'm healthy. I'm fine ... These my fantasies and dark imaginations lasted quite a long time, most of the journey until I started talking to Mart. At home, I tested Rebrithing a little while I slept. I ate a total of 3 chocolates today, a hearty dinner of 7 slices. This remorse again. In addition, my feet hurt a lot today ...: ((Terrible, maybe I exaggerated, but the pain is quite clear. I'm afraid of this pain) To ease the pain, I soaked them in cold water with affirmations. After getting wet, however, I got a slight cramp in my lower legs. I forgot to warm my feet at the end and hence the cramp. But I thought to myself - no panic. We will use something new. I have tested the fast repetition of affirmations over and over: my legs are hot. But something was working poorly, I just kept repeating like a parrot. I wasn't sure it would work. I changed my auto-suggestions to: my calves are hot as fire. A slightly sharper tone of the voice, and the word fire somewhere in my consciousness and in my subconscious, produced fire in my feet. Ah, this pain stop ... I also tested a bit of rebritning today. It was supposed to be classic breathing, but it turned into Rebritning. Oh, at 3 p.m. after lunch, I went to buses. I got my gloves back. I saw the guy and he was proud of himself and he could help me :) Thanks mate! :) Something else important regarding the imagination http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sSgcixeadn8 I'm listening to it now. There was a story from Majin Vegeta, this music made me hate. I had such stupid imaginations that I was entering Skawinska, stabbing my own blood in the shoulder of a Marksman, and hypnotizing him by making a plant out of him. Markiewicz falls into madness, a psychological shock caused by hypnosis, and my infected blood ... Blackmailing doctors that if they want, let them save their most outstanding specialist. I leave them my notes and my observations on this strange unknown disease. Act. for him they certainly did everything to save him ... I haven't had such visions for a long time. It really is a long time since I plunged into the world of imagination. It moved me to a completely different world, when I was happy and lived with my grandfather. Imagination... Ah, those feet, I'm scared. What to do now? Rebritning, auto-suggestion ?? Right to sleep, maybe start with 5 minutes of auto-suggestion and then Rebritning. Oh, they wrote back to me today from the Shambala Zen Center. I have declared that I will come on Sunday 15:40. I think I only had 20 zlotys left for the trip to Krakow. I will have to go down the bus so that I can stay a little bit.