I gave blood the other day and I had full intentions of not giving them my phone number.  In the past they have been relentless about calling me and asking me to keep donating.  It’s not like I even have the blood that can be received by all.  They called everyday and at horrible hours – super late and super early.  So freaking annoying.  So, I was going to give them my phone # but change one of the numbers so they couldn’t reach me.  BUT, they already had my number!  Crap man, they better not start calling me after 56 days or whenever I can donate again.

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Had my 2nd PT sesh the other  day.  He basically pressed and pressed this tendon near my ankle and up my leg.  It’s still tender.  He also pulled and pushed my ankle around.  Then he kept pressing this area on my knee that hurt – I didn’t even know that part hurt.  He was also massaging my IT band.  I asked him how many sessions he thought I would need – he said it really depended how the first few treatments were.  I’m curious as to how what he is doing is going to fix me when I stop going to see him.  I’m going again on Monday.  The ankle does feel a little better.   Knee about the same.  Feels fine walking but sometimes when I sleep, go down stairs, or when my knee is in a certain position – it still hurts. =

Color run is in about a month – at this rate, I’m a little doubtful about my condition.

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There was this family at CBC main a few years ago.  I think the family ended up moving back to China for missions.  They had 2 young twin boys (maybe about 5), 2 older sisters (maybe around high school age), and an older brother that is now 19.  The seemed to be a close, healthy, Christian family.  They had lived in China for a few years, they were also home schooled when they were younger.  I guess something happened with the older brother – had some troubles and alot of angst.  He left his family at age 17.  He got into cocaine, alcohol, and street life.  He got in trouble with the law and almost took his own life.  But he met a rapper that saved his life and so he now raps.  I just discovered his music.  The lyrics are so raw, so filled with pain.   Check it out here:  The Underdawg His story – http://simplifiedrecords.yolasite.com/the-under-dawg.php