Zen blood

~~~Yawns.... I am *way* tired at the moment. Worked last night and had to get up with 3 hours of sleep to get to my yoga teacher training class. Today we were doing our hour long practice teach with warm ups, pranayama, sequence, cool down, and savasana with visualizations. Theres 4 of us in the class, so that equaled 4 hours of yoga for all of us. Oy.

Its very interesting how different our styles are. One gal is very calming and soothing, another is somewhat more whimsical and you spend several poses giggling. Me? Well I guess I'm the bellydancing massage yogi, I like things to flow like a choreography and I like to address specific muscle groups. My style is most accurately described as vinyasa, which is a more up and moving form of yoga (vinyasa means 'flow'...I like flow...) so it was a good workout as well. I like to encourage laughter as well ;)

After class I'm on my way home and see a sign for a blood drive. One thing I tend to do when I'm tired is when I thought enters my befuddled mind my body just dumbly says 'Sure, lets do that!!' I had no appointment, so I basically crashed a phlebotomist party, lol. I've got big pipelines for veins so they're always happy to see me. I'm like a blood keg on tap for them.

One funny thing was when I was explaining my Essure placement to the gal taking my vitals (they were trying to determine if it affected my eligibility), she called another nurse over to confer. Actually I don't think she was a nurse, I'm not even sure she was an aide, because I heard her ask this lady another time 'What does 'ambulatory' mean?' You can't work in health care and not know that, and here she is getting ready to make me bleed. But anyways, I explain the procedure to these lovely older ladies and they were practically high fiving me for annihilating my fertility. This was a pleasant change from the 'Oh, don't you want more kids? Your still young...' reaction. Too late now, they've already installed my 'Black Knights' and 'None shall pass....' I could hang with those grannies ;)

Oh, and I'm really glad I ended up donating today because I also learned that where I'm going in Costa Rica makes me ineligible to donate until I've been back for a year. They had a map of the country and Alajeula was just beyond the safe green area and into the red area for Malaria risks. Pout.

But at least I got in a nice pint of Zen loaded blood before my hiatus ;)