Pulguito

I gave blood, yesterday. They put a cotton ball on the wound from the needle stick and wrap your arm in that self-stick bandage stuff. Chunguita noticed the bandaid on my finger from the screening test, and she asked why it was there. She was curious about the boo-boo on my arm, but Pulguito got very upset when he saw all the bandaging on my arm.

He came over to me and with great concern said, “Please, tell me you are going to be okay.”

Dear boy. It’s hard to be 4 and not understand so much, like why on earth anyone would want to give blood.