Actually, I guess it was sugar, then blood. Oh well, no matter.
Friday night I lost my Krispy Kreme virginity. After standing in line for an hour I enjoyed my first “hot now” fresh off the line doughnut. Meh. It did melt in my mouth, but not in a particularly good way. It was less melting as disintegrating into a mass of pure sugar. For someone who relishes in rich, sweet treats, even I found this a bit too much to take.
Needless to say, I did not buy a box to take home and torture myself with. Nobody needs a dozen 500 calorie snacks lying around seducing them when trying to be healthy.
Yesterday I went down and donated blood again. Finally. It’s only been about 18 months, heh. I guess this means the Canadian Blood Services people can stop harassing me for another 54 days.
It should be easier to get out and donate now, though. The Dunsmuir clinic is about 2 minutes away from my new office – instead of trekking down to the Oak Street one. I forgot how woozy it makes me though. I seem to take a really long time to recover from the blood loss – a good 45 minutes before I felt well enough to go home (a 45 minute trip) and it still took another couple hours and some nutrition intense snacks before I felt 100%.
I should probably have my poor ticker checked out one of these days. Doctors keep asking me if I’ve been diagnosed with a heart murmer every time they listen to it (no, but perhaps I should be?), and it takes a long time to recover from cardio activity too.
And today, I get to go to work. Yee Haw. At least It’s some overtime.
donating blood checks your iron levels, and they won’t let you donate if you’re anemic (this is how I found out that I was anemic. But! Some flintstone vitamins with iron, and I’m all good.)
I can’t donate blood until April. I love my tattoo, but damnit, I shouldn’t have told them about it. Foo.
Well, I didn’t tell them about getting it finished, so I guess I’m still good. 🙂
I still much prefer Tim Horton’s (depending upon location). I’d rather have a nice fluffy doughnut than one bogged down heavy with sugar.
Had my first Krispy Kreme doughnut in Atlanta in ’97.
Just a thought and I’m not sure if they test you for this before you donate blood, but have you had your hemoglobin checked? A bizzare sounding ticker is what prompted my doctor the first time I found out I was anemic….
I lost my Krispy Kreme virginity last night. I, too, don’t really get the point of it. It was ok. The warm doughnut was all right.. but it tasted like a doughnut to me.
We went as an adventure though — something to do for the night, so it was an all right experience. We just weren’t really there for the doughnuts. *laughs*
Yeah, I don’t get what the Krispy Kreme Kult is all about. The doughnuts are hot and soft and sugary, but it sure wasn’t a life changing experience for me. Admittedly, I’m not a doughnut person, but even so…
Couple that with the fact that my S.O. waited almost an hour in the drive-thru lineup (apparently they have ferry terminal style lanes with people directing traffic) and in the end they managed to screw up the order.
There’s a Tim Horton’s less than five minutes walk (Healthy! Burn off some calories before partaking of deep fried sugary dough) from where I live. I don’t think I’m going to be doing the KK thing very often (if ever again).