Thursday, March 27, 2008

I have been to the theatre before.

I donated blood today and now I feel every inch the civic-minded member of the community.

I often go to the blood donation center, fill out the paperwork, answer all the questions, get bp, temp and pulse taken, and only then do they do the stick for the blood-iron test. Then I get rejected for low iron and go home, having wasted my time and theirs.

This time I got smart. "Before you do anything else," says I to the nurse, "Please check my blood iron level. I am often rejected for low iron and I don't want to waste your time if I'm low today."

And wonder of wonders, she actually did as I asked.

And this time, of course, I was ironed up. So I gave.

"My veins are juicy, but quite wiggly," I said to the next nurse, "I won't watch as you stick it in, since I have a tendency to tense up and that moves the vein." She got the needle in first try.

After it was all over and I was sipping my water (no juice on display) and eating a cookie, I recognized the slight sensation of looking at everything through a camera's view finder was the familiar symptom of light-headedness. I informed the recovery nurse and he had me lie down again, put ice packs on my neck and chest, and whipped out a bottle of juice from the secret stash.

I wish that I could have gone to donate platelets instead (AB+, universal platelet donor), but they require you make an appointment for that and I've never been able to make my iron levels match my appointment time.

I've often thought that they should set up a blood donation center at the court-house for the jury pool. As long as you're there doing your civic duty, you might as well do your civic duty.

9 comments:

Mummy/Crit said...

Thanks to people like you I am still in the world. Thank you for donating blood!

Dr. Corndog said...

These days, the thing that almost prevents me from donating is my blood pressure being too high. So, no coffee before donating. Which means 9:00 AM appointments. Thank Zarquon my veins move blood like a fire hose, so I'm out of there in 20 minutes and sucking down the sweet hot nectar of life by 9:30.

kathy a. said...

yay to you!

Eva said...

The last time I tried to donate blood was ten years ago. They sent me a strongly-worded letter after that about how horrible my blood is and how I should never try to donate again. Way to make a person feel healthy!

Magpie said...

Ack. Blogger ate my comment.

But I think the jury duty idea is brilliant.

jenn said...

Wonderful idea about jury duty!

I tend to not be able to donate due to various what-not. Funny how what-not ranges from pregnancy to tattoos.

Last time I donated the nurse tsked at me because my veins were too slow. I think they need Jim to teach them a course in client-experience-management. Sounds like you got some good nurses!!

purple_kangaroo said...

Thanks for donating. They'll never let me donate, because I don't weigh enough or some other reason.

Sue said...

Great idea about the jury pool!

We have a plasma donation center in town, but I've been permanently rejected because I have teeny veins that those 18 gauge needles just can't work with. That really hurts when the plasma center says, "Thanks, but don't come back,'kay?"

Quinn said...

What a great idea about jury duty and giving blood! I know the viewfinder thing well...