Don’t Pussy Out on Me

To do anything in this world worth doing, we must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in and scramble through as well as we can.

I went back to the public health center to get my bloodwork done; they got the job done, but not without a problem.

After receiving a 15 minute lecture on the dangers of HIV (which, again, I do not have), they agreed to draw a bit of blood from me.  I’m not afraid of needles.  I have absolutely no problem with blood, doctors, or even pain.

I have no idea why I passed out.

But I did.  I remember matter-of-factly telling my nurse that I was getting “uh, really dizzy”, and her responding, “Damnit, this is the second time today.”

She called in another nurse, an older man that would have been absolutely hilarious had I been a bit more conscious.  Some gems include, “Don’t pussy out on me,” “We really should start using different needles for each person,” and “You, me, and her (the other nurse) are going to have a threesome, but I get to go first.  I hate going second.”

Goddamned public health center.

But in a week I should for certain that I don’t have HIV or Hepatitis B or C, which is good.

After leaving the health center, I made the logical decision that any person who had just passed out would make: I lifted weights.  I took some Power Drive and got to work.  Surprisingly, I got a pretty good workout in.  Beforehand, I weighed myself at 161 with shoes on.  I’m going to start tightening up my diet a bit more, as I want to walk around at 157 at the most so I’m not cutting a lot of weight, since I have to weigh in the day of the fight.

Unfortunately, some freak waterline malfunction means that there needs to be some work in the wrestling room that Mike and I roll in, so I wasn’t able to work my biggest weakness.  Hopefully it will be corrected today, since I’m on spring break and planned on making the most of my free time.

I still haven’t received the call from the event manager telling me who I’m going to be fighting.  I’d imagine it will be coming pretty soon.

The countdown continues.

25 Days Until the Cage