Lloyd gave blood at school today. I don’t think that’s a good idea. He got woozy coming up the stairs from the basement and claimed he was ‘too tired’ to help with dinner.
Hmmph.
He passed out on the couch, waking only to ask me to text Sam and tell him he couldn’t meet him for a beer. Sam’s reply texts added up to: Hmmph.
Keep your blood in your veins, Lloyd.
Brad says
At least this way if he ever gets attacked by a vampire, you’ll know it. Next time you see him napping on the couch instead of helping with dinner, you might want to consider driving a stake through his heart before he turns into a vampire.
Lloyd says
For the record, Lauren told me not help with dinner, and the nurse told me I was an excellent bleeder.
Lauren says
I told you because you almost passed out as you came upstairs. Don’t rewrite my story, buddy. That ‘stake through the heart’ think can also be applied if I’m just annoyed.
Deborah says
Good job, Lloyd!
Lauren's dad says
To paraphrase Charles P, they found blood in your alcohol stream?
Kristi says
How did he manage to drive home without passing out????
Lloyd says
I was in a Prius, so the drive wasn’t strenuous. I don’t remember feeling light headed after giving blood before. Usually, if I make it through the actual blood-letting, I’m okay. But I ran up the stairs and I was just about gone.