Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising?
Friday, February 20, 2009
Aye.... just came back from a cellgroup badminton outing.
We had a church wide prayer meeting on Tuesday, and we had a very great time. The start seemed a bit draggy for the presence of God but later on it was just pure smooth sailing, and His presence was just so tangible, it was amazing. You could really feel the difference and the passion of the people. It was just great.
Today we substituted the badminton outing as a replacement for the cellgroup meeting. Well, what can I say? My stamina SUCKS! It's been ages since I played basketball, and now with an absence of a third of a year (possibly half a year) I got tired out so easily. Heck. Hmmm... my arm strength was pretty good, but I couldn't control it well. I'd hit too soft, too hard, wrong angle, this and that. Aiks... I felt responsible for every loss on my team. And I did lose quite a bit of matches. I still had fun though, and chatting with all the members was very good.
I needa exercise more already. After Chinese New Year, I'm pretty sure I gained weight, but I haven't done anything about it. It wouldn't hurt to have my basketball skills back too, plus some stamina.
Oh yeah, speaking of stamina, two weeks ago I finally had my first blood donation in Malaysia, and my 7th overall. Well... how was it? Firstly, the line up was really long. We found out recently that over 160 members donated blood, and it would have been more, but the bloodbank came unprepared, and after a while of starting the blood donation, they realized that they only had 50 packets to store blood left. So they asked for those who really wanted to donate blood to step down. A mass of us then went down!
They did the usual stuff like in Singapore, with a few noticeable differences. In Singapore, they don't check your blood type on the spot. Over here they did. They'd poke your finger and the put some droplets on some kinda paper, then apply some chemicals to it. They would be able to tell your blood type by what colour and stuff showed. Interesting! Then I proceeded to the chair and rested. In Singapore, the nurses will wipe your arm with something and then inject the anesthetic slowly. Not here. They clean it as well, but they inject the anesthetic DAMN FAST! HECK! Normally it hurts a little when they inject that painkiller but it hurt really bad over here. She injected it so fast that you could see a bulbous lump at the site of injection, slowly shrinking. I was like so what the hell, because it never happened in Singapore before.
She also stuck in the big needle fast too, before the anesthetic took effect properly and although it didn't hurt upon puncturing my skin, it did hurt when it went deeper. Zzz. It was over quite fast though, and Ai Lee kept taking pictures of my blood -.-. We also had some small snacks, which weren't in huge supply like in Singapore either. Not much variety too. In Singapore we'd have a huge selection of biscuits and snacks plus a lot of packet drinks. Here, we just got those cheap breads with chocolate in them and a cup of hot Milo. Also, we didn't get to keep that squeezy thingy you squeeze to help blood flow. Zzz.
Okay... I know the cause is to help people, not get snacks and drinks and a squeezy thingy. Its just after getting used to all that, I'm suddenly thrown back into donating without all that. If Jesus can shed His blood for humanity with nails and a cross, I think I can tolerate hot Milo and cheapskate bread to help others with my blood.
Oh... and the blood donation booklet I received stated my blood type was O. But my Singapore one said I'm A. So what the hell?