I ate heads and heads of broccoli for the last few weeks. (’cos I just started vegetarian diet recently and scared I am going to turn bloodless minus my juicy medium rare steak and liver)

I measured my own blood pressure at home and it says 124/77.

I went to sleep early these few nights.

But arggghhh…I still got rejected.

7.30 am : Prodded four kids to wake up.

8.15 am : Dragged all four to go up the hill to Ching Ming my parents

9: 30 am : Went for breakfast

10.15 am : So eager to donate blood. Fill in form. Prick my middle finger. Checked blood group.

Hall in church has several people lying down. My freaking #3 and #4 went in and created chaos. I stared, I hissed, I shooed.

Walked over to another counter to take my BP and KNNMCB, the reading says…

155/95. Damn! I should drop dead with that kind of reading!

Doctor (M.O.) smiled at me and asked, “You punya anak?”
(your kids?)

I replied, “Ya, empat.” (yes four)

M.O. : Tak ada maid? (no maid?)

Me : Aiks, mengapa tinggi sangat? Selalu di rumah, cuma 120/80. Standard reading all the time. (aiks, why reading so high? At home I get only 120/80. )

M.O. : Cukup tidur ke you? (enough sleep, you?)

Me : Try satu kali lagi? (try one more time?)

KNNMCB, there goes my good intention and the number of heads of broccoli I ate. I swear I am not going to eat anymore broccoli.

All I need is a weekend getaway at some spa minus any kids and husband and my blood won’t boil. So disappointed….. But I am going to try again and again and again. BTW, the M.O. said, ‘You takut ke?’ (are you scared?)

Who me? No way…

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