Well I did it… Tackled a phobia

Dear Katie,

It’s been a while, and I would firstly like to catch up with you for a few things… Ross said he loved me!! Woop woop! I mean, I said it first, but still!! Woop woop.. and on Valentines day! We are also planning a little Europe tour in the summer.. I’m so excited!!

Anyway.. I did it! I signed up and donated blood! Can you believe it! I still can’t. *Just for those people reading, I have a HUGE phobia of needles* Katie was a blood donor, and as I’m currently on lent, I wanted to give more and thought that this would be a good way of going about it.

Ross was working on Valentines day, so I thought in the evening instead of being on my own, I will go and donate. I did it 2 days after I signed up, and I thought that if I don’t do it then, I’m going to be too much of a chicken to do it so nipped it in the bud.

Here’s how it went….

I went half an hour before because I needed to mentally prepare myself. Dad was giving me prep talks and he said to keep saying to them things like “Tell them it’s your first time etc” So after reading the very important information you get called to get your finger prick done.

This was in my opinion the most painful part! I was silently freaking out, and after she took some of my blood and tested it, she said “Okay you’re ready.” Go and wait around the corner to donate. Katie at this point I WAS FREAKING OUT! I couldn’t keep still, I was playing with my bag, I wouldn’t look at the people giving blood! But what spurred me on, was of course you  and where the drinks were there was a tablecloth that kids had drawn on with things saying “Thank you for my blood transfusion.. :)” and that just made me want to go for it.

The nurse called me over, and she could tell I was incredibly nervous.. she was great though. She calmed me right down, and looking back I realised how pathetic I was. I firstly started crying when she was wiping my arm, (!) saying things like “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” After she had done she handed me this laminated paper that had exercises.. (did you know that if you squeeze your bum it lowers your blood pressure) and I was clinging onto it for dear life, and she went “Okay, have we read it, shall I take it off you?” I shook my head and she left it with me haha!

We then had a back and forth, of me going.. “Hold on a second..” Then I cried some more, then she put the needle in.. it didn’t hurt at all and when the nurses came to distract me, I could hardly tell it was there, so it was a big build up for nothing! I cried when it was finished because I was so proud of myself!


At the tea table, I felt a little light headed, and the nurse went “Okay love, lets get you down here.” And in front of EVERYONE I had to lie down on the floor on an inflatable bed whilst the main nurse came and fanned me! How embarrassing! After 15 minutes of being fanned and sorting myself out I was able to go back to the tea table where new people were and were asking how I was! I was just like, “It’s my first time!”

I’m super proud of myself, and I know you’d be proud of me too poptart. I got sent a text that said my blood is B+ and that it was sent to Birmingham University hospital which made me feel amazing! Imagine if people who are trying to find cures are using my blood, or someone who desperately need my blood can get it!  I’ve booked in for my next one already! I am of course still terrified but I feel amazing for doing it.

Here I am, after my donation.. you can see my teary eyes….

Love and Miss you xxxxx



Kill that spider! 

Dear Katie,  

I have learnt that living on your own you get to accomplish a few grown up things such as paying bills, trying out recipes, fixing things, but most importantly getting rid of spiders. As you know pop tart,  I hate spiders and you would always be my princess in shining armour and kill any spider I came across. 

I would normal just leave spiders,  but the spiders in my flat recently have been huge? And I definitely can’t sleep knowing these creatures are in my flat.

Yesterday I went to go and brush my teeth and there it was…. 

How friggin’ huge is this!! Needless to say I will not be using that toothbrush again.  

 It then ran fast up the wall and it headed towards me.. I was shaking with nerves but I knew I had to man up. I went back into the bathroom with some febreeze and my cosmopolitan magazine and killed it… (after a few attempts) and then couldn’t sleep throughout the night. Let’s hope I don’t get any more.