Falling in Self Love: Day 240 Blood, No Sweat (Maybe Tears)

For years I've donated blood faithfully.  A few months ago I gave my last drop.  I'd happily bulk up on iron, drink extra water and do push ups so my body would not fail me at the screening interview.  I'd hold my breath praying for the green light to go on to donate.  Then came the tapping of my hard-to-find veins. After years of asking my anemic body to GIVE, two months ago it finally replied, "No mas mamacita!" With that, I bid the world of blood donating adieu. I felt bad when the calls came in asking if I'd come back (and saying no thank you).  So you can imagine my glee when the blood van was on campus today and I had an opportunity to give extra credit to any student who was willing to donate blood.  FIVE signed up! Today I feel pleased that I created a voluntary win-win-win-win!