It’s good to be back home
After five weeks of back to back dog sits, it’s good to be back home. For the rest of the year, I have more sits, but they are a week here and there, but not stacked up. As someone said, you get to look after these lovely dogs, but you give them back and get your freedom in return. Before I got home, I finally managed to give my second 700ml of plasma, it was a heart in your mouth moment when the machine tested my iron levels, I was well over. I have another donation in a weeks time. You can give it more often than blood, as I assume the body makes up the plasma loss a lot faster than the red blood cells. The nurse took a photo of me holding the bag of plasma, but it’s too cheesy in my view. There have been some gasworks near us, and I popped up there to see if they had any offcuts I could have. They are excellent to grow carrots in, you can make sure there are no stones in the soil, having the carrot growing off the ground, keeps carrot fly away too. It’s also easier ...