I donated blood today. On my way to lunch I was persuaded by that seemingly nice lady to go sit down and sign up to donate blood. How easily-persuaded I am...
It wasn't my first time, but it's the first time that I ran into difficulties.
My blood didn't flow as fast as usual. She had to wiggle the needle in my arm to find my vein. Ouch. It really hurt.
Afterwards I felt lightheaded and tired and hungry and emotionally vulnerable that all I wanted to do was crash. I think it was because I didn't eat until a lot later (4:50). Gah, day ruiner #1. I hate feeling vulnerable. I hate wanting to cry. But all the things just keep building up, and the tears are just threatening to spill.
But hey, at least now I will know that the next person needing AB+ blood won't die of blood lost. Because if he/she does, then the doctor is obviously lying about "doing everything I could."
I mean, how the the universal receiver die of blood lost...? o.O
haha :D
Kind of disappointed that I didn't get to go do something that I've been looking forward to for a while.
...too bad I wasn't born couple years earlier. :/
Then maybe things would be different.
Everything would be different.
Kind of disappointed that I didn't get to go do something that I've been looking forward to for a while.
...too bad I wasn't born couple years earlier. :/
Then maybe things would be different.
Everything would be different.
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