Giving Blood and other Stuff

I just got back from giving blood. I was delighted when I officially reached my "cured" date for both cancers because I could go back to being a regular blood donor again. My next date to give is May 17th, two days after my next birthday! My blood type is AB positive which while not sit-down-there-and give-blood-NOW rare, is, apparently rare enough to be on the we-need-your-blood-right-now telephone list before the cancers!

When one has finished giving blood, the Red Cross plies one with food and drink! I didn’t really need to eat since I had made a point of coming home and getting lunch before I left to give blood, but, hey! who in their right mind is going to turn down a piece of cheese pizza, and cold, too, just the way I prefer it.  {I am not being sarcastic here, people. I truly LIKE cold pizza, especially for breakfast!} I also drank most of a bottle of water and a can of white grape and raspberry juice which I had never tried before and which I I really like.

Class today was interesting. About 15 minutes before class, I realized I had forgotten to do something from the grammar book, but fortunately, several other people were confused about it and so she said we could turn it in on Tuesday {whew!}. One thing she does that is interesting is she gives out a couple of web handouts and then she talkes to us in Italian and tells us about it. We take notes, ask questions in Italian and then our homework is to write 100 or so words on this subject. This time is was the schools for children between 3 and 5 in Regione Emilia which are renowned for their excellence.They were apparently started after World War II by the communists because there were then so many orphaned children. These schools are so good that people come from all over the word to study them! Preference is given to the children of the poor but almost everyone who wants their children to go to these state-controlled nursery schools gets their wish although those who can afford it get to pay. They are overseen by a group consisting of teachers, parents and politicians. That sounds like a group that couldn’t get on but apparently, they work very well together.
Tonight at 7 pm is the book club meeting. Since I haven’t as yet read the book, I should probably skim it before that time, right?

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end of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow".

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