Blood Donor

Drempt that I was giving blood but it was into a coffee cup. I had to make the blood flow into the cup by doing contortions with my hand and arm. Once filled, I proudly took it to a nurse, whom I recognized as someone I knew. I momentarily thought it was odd that I had began and ended this process by putting my own blood into a coffee cup that you would find at a gas station. I started to joke with her about this and then a client that I see entered the picture as her assistant. They were going to label the coffee cup containing my blood. It was standard procedure and got the feeling it was supposed to be done for work.