Well, I’ve officially contributed to the United Kingdom’s blood supply. There was a slight bit of scariness, though, when the nurse couldn’t decide where to stick me and pronounced that I had “small veins.” (My co-worker, Nick, looked over from the next bed and said, “It’s okay Kris. That just means they’ll have to take it from your neck.”) A few more pumps on the blood pressure cuff, though, and a big sucker popped right up. They’re so nice over here, the even provide you with a nice little old lady – mine was Judy – to sit with you and make sure you’re all right while you fill your bag. Then you get juice and cookies and a sticker to wear. Mine says “Be nice to me. I gave blood today” while Nick’s says “I’ve been a good little bleeder.” Ha!