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Star Trek the Movie

Tonight I will go to the new Star Trek movie. That I will eigendlich for 2 weeks. Hmph * .* My father wants to come too but it works for him yet and I are running out of patience. Especially since my dear m_keas spoil me but do not want to tell them so much and I want to see the damn movie too. It is about time lines and I love time travel / time manipulation / alternative timeline stories. * Sigh * I can even go in with dan minem father for the second time.
I'm looking forward now but the first time today at the cinema evening. :-)

Plucking Out Blackheads

My adventure today

My Friday Adventure

or

Fortunately, today I was able to take a long weekend and had a day off.

I thought to myself that this is now a good opportunity to go to Marburg. I took the bus into town and then on the Lahn hills, where the clinic is there and it was my turn too fast.

fact, it even went a little too fast because I was not even so, the donation to drink. Since I've seemingly very good veins filled with me and the donation bag very quickly. Within not even 10 minutes, the balance will beep usually and announced that my pint is filled.

then I still have a cup of orange juice and I drank in the vending machine for stocking up a puff pastry snail drawn. Unfortunately, raisins inside but as soon as I had to leave the house, that was my first meal and so I am also disturbed no more of it.

On the way back to the bus, I managed about half of the small piece but then I saw the bus stand have I hurried the last part. Even if the engine is not was because our bus drivers make the simultaneously. Engine and doors to exit. This time there were still 5 minutes, which I did not.

Dan I was, standing in the bus and realized, oh, I get warm and I must breathe faster.

The next thing I know, was a male voice asks me to get what I had and I was only semi-erect. I was having. Since I was wearing a T-shirt could see the man that I was wearing a hospital patch. I told him I do not get the drug but had donated blood. He asked if he would take me to the back seat of the bus, where I could lie down, I know for a colander. OK, that I can do. I thought at least. Given that came the next blackout.

Next I was two steps further down the bus with his back against the knee of the young man and another held up my feet. I was covered with cold sweat and my mind still does not work correctly. I did not, for example from my seat as I came down here, especially as I still knew that I actually was offered the back seat. Huh. He told me that I am weggesackt again and the ambulance would be right there. I just nodded and tried to reason Breathe. I had no fear that I have never when I've been using the circuit but linear thinking came back slowly and I was worried about me that I stop the bus. The driver reassured me and said there would be no problem.

he wanted to know how much I had donated. I told him, half a pint. The bus driver was the very much before but as much as it always is and it was the first time I tolerated it sooo bad have. If I have problems then it is just sweating, hurried breathing and dizziness but I am never weggesackt. (Except the one time right after the blood donation where I just got up from the chair but I was caught and then sat down and another time where I was lying on the bed and sat up straightway I fell back again in a few seconds of film cracking.

Hm. Now when I think about it ... So is not the first time, but otherwise not too bad. Well, never mind.

The emergency doctor came as promised. Even if you simply from the output of the hospital would have a rolling deck can slide. There were maybe 50 feet by then but maybe.

The paramedics were two very nice young men - perhaps 30 or so - which by my assistant, a medical student learned how to describe the course of events left. My Pulse was measured and, as he was about 60 I was transported on the rolling deck and strapped down. I did not know that things have seat belts. Maybe that one does not fall down or while driving. In the car I was a prick of blood glucose levels measured, and we drove the two hundred meters around the hospital and I was pushed into the receptacle, past the blood bank where the medic, I said a complaint and he takes me by return mail would back. That was funny.

However, they pushed me further but then a department in the emergency room, I exaggerated but found out from me. There I was a medical student, where a drip with saline solution and saved me the insurance card. I asked my medic even if I had to pay for the ambulance ride, but he told me that taking over the blood bank because I had worked together for the donation.

The orderly disappeared with a wave, after he had filled out some paperwork, and then I had seen about an hour of my time at the drop of saline solution. When that bag was empty at last the nurse attached to my horror, another unit turn and I had to wait again. I asked if this was really necessary, I went a lot better but as long as my blood results were not back from the lab I could not go. Crap.

I played some solitaire on my iPod so as not to bore you so very much (I was with my gurney in a hallway and cursed as we were underground, it was not even windows) and at some point I realized that my saline measurement of blood flowed out of my arm back. Not much but in the transparent tube, it was good to see and I got a little scared. Another scurrying finished paramedics who saw someone else just as I brought my Arm held up to slow and he told me that I should have no fear that is normal if the drip is empty. I looked at the bag and thank God he was finally empty. Maybe 10 minutes later came a 14 year old student who made an internship there and pinched me on the infusion and then removed the butterfly from my elbow.

Aha. Amazing what there is and what it all may be used. Lo and behold.

The student then took a medical student who looked at the lab results and said I should go then. I was glad conceivable and watched as I came out. The intern showed me the way to the elevator and I left the hospital directly, without going through lot, or 400, - € collect.

the check, so the 28, - € for the donation I have redeemed later in the city center on the bank and issued again for a birthday gift certificate. After that I wanted to go home and have then the first available bus go home taken.

Conclusion:

1)

I can not tolerate blood donations wesendlich worse than I myself is certain and it is probably the last time I did it. I would like to help other people but it helps if not I also be provided after medical need.

2)

All the people who have supported me in my little adventure or helped me were very kind and friendly. I can recommend the University Hospital Marburg so highly in terms of the paramedics and emergency medical workers.

3)

It is somewhat disturbing that I have seen in the whole time no one correct doctor. Not one. Students, interns, nurses and paramedics, but no doctor. And I was just under clock 10:20 bis 13:10 clock there. (Not counting time by the blood)

4) If I

car and bus was traveling, it had to go out even worse. Therefore Note: If you donate blood, you should then be quite sure which one is fit to drive.

So that's it again. Thanks for reading. :-) And for the

Hartgesotenen in you ;-)
Images:
The left arm from which they have removed the donation:
As you can see, only a Einstich.Und this time without bruising, because they have not pierced through the vein. Bravo.



And the right arm. In which they have laid me the salt. Since they first attempt did not find the vein, a third down. I'm lucky not afraid of needles. In addition, it looks a bit like a Vampierbiss. Kinky. ;-)

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Dining Room Table Blueprint

Tiago Xyan Madhari Delaz

The almond-shaped eyes and soft tanned face colors reveal that tulamidischen the young woman a shot, if not mohischen has blood in her veins. The blue-black hair that falls to her waist and silky shine, she usually wears tied back loosely. Now and then she decorated it with a finely carved wooden comb, which gives her pretty face a more exotic note.
With a height of little more than 1.5 step, it is very small, but it moves with the lithe movements of a dancer. Dressed, she is usually at the seams with a flower and bird patterns embroidered kaftans, below which they either trousers or but wearing a skirt. On her feet she is wearing slippers or sandals.