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Yesterday was ... rather eventful to say the least. It began a bit stressful. I woke up at 7:30 to cram some more for my bio midterm that was scheduled for 9:00am. Feeling entirely unprepared I walked into L116 and began to write. The multiple choice was tough. I was second guessing myself like crazy! Anyways. I start nearing the end of the multiple choice question and I noticed my good buddy Deanna walking up to the front without her exam to ask the professor something. I watch her, knowing that she didn't feel well, and she suddenly collapsed at the front of the class. So, there's Deanna lying on the floor not moving and Dr Peters hovering over her talking to her quietly looking a little bit shocked. I couldn't concentrate because I was worried about her and seeing the poor guy trying to take care of this young girl/woman he doesn't know... so I went got up, left my exam behind, grabbed Deanna's water bottle and went to help him out. She was conscious when I got up to the front but she looked so pale and she was sweating profusely. So we kind of move her behind the desk so she's not awkwardly lying there infront of the entire class. I sat there with her head in my hands rubbing her ... I guess it was behind the ears. The poor girl. It was so sad. So Dr. Peters went out to call for a first aid attendant and I just sat there with Deanna. He comes back and he's like, "Thanks for coming up here to help Ashley." and then he was like, "Deanna, how are you feeling?" So either the guy is amazing and knows our names already or he went out and, in the process of calling for help, found out our names. I wouldn't be surprised if it was the first one because he really is the nicest man ever. So our Chem lab instructor Cindy Slupsky came in and just sat with us because everything was ok and we brought Deanna up to her room eventually. I then had to go to Dr. Peters office and finish my midterm. It didn't end up going to well, but that's ok. Anyways, Deanna's feeling better now and we're both done our exams.
Umm.. oh yeah. I went and donated blood yesterday too! That was quite interesting as well. First, I made friends with every single person who helped me out. I would have these long conversations with them and... I'm quite amazed at how much someone can open up in just a short amount of time. I love getting to know people and asking them questions and finding out what they're passionate about. Like, the first lady who pricked my finger to see if I had enough hemoglobin in my blood, well she went to school for English and Arts originally and didn't become a nurse until she was 30. She had to go to university for bio and chem first because she'd never taken them in high school. She told me all about how they test for hemoglobin and that she's been working at the Blood Donor Clinic for over 15 years now and yadda yadda yadda. Then came the man, Will, who screened me. We had a big long discussion about each of the mandatory questions he had to ask me. He told me about this great biology book he's reading and thoroughly enjoying. Apparently every living cell responds to endorphins and is healthier when they experience joy. Like... every one of our little macrophages responds to endorphins and it affects how they work. I was.. quite impressed actually. And then he asked me if I was ever up at 6:30 in the morning because he was going to be on TV. So I politely asked him what he was going to be doing on TV and he informed me that he's a musician and that he was going to be performing and stuff so I acted all interested for him. So, he volunteered to write down the name of the book he was reading and the time and channel the morning show would be on. I was like... alright. Then we talked about Africa and nursing and everything else. Then, cause I really don't like needles, I was jokingly telling him that he'd better be good at this (this was as he was prepping me for my donation) and he assured me that he was. Anyways, to make a long story short, I had blood running down my arm because he did something or other and I was laughing at him. It worked out though... they took my blood. Nearing the end of my donation, as I was applying pressure to my arm, Will returned with a piece of paper and he says he has his email on it for me so I can email him and ask him questions, or if I want to come to a live concert I can get free tickets, or if I just want to talk. And I was like... oh no. So I took it and then went to eat my soup. Lynae was convinced I was flirting with him, but I assure you, 30 yr. old men are not my type. That wasn't even the most eventful part of our blood donation. The greatest/most entertaining/funniest/not so exciting part was when Amy collapsed on her way to the chair. She'd felt dizzy and then collapsed and so I grabbed her legs and held them up and the nurses came running and put a pillow under her head and her feet on a chair and clothes on her face. Tracy (an RN) sat with us for a while and Amy graduated from lying on the floor to sitting on it, then to sitting in a chair, and then, finally, to leaving with us. It was definitely good times.
Umm.. Then I watched the King's Basketball team beat NAIT. I was sitting with Eric and he was cheering for NAIT because his roommate Church is on it, but King's won and it was quite exciting. After the game was over Eric, Church, Deanna and I went to Eric's house and hung out for a while before going to see Zorro.. the second one. It was an alright movie. Sequels are never as good.. unless we're talking Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, or Return to Snowy River.
And that was pretty much that. Stayed up way to late for having donated blood, but that's alright.