Years ago I tried to donate blood. It went horribly, and along with the fact I had to get blood drawn by my doctor more than I even want to think about over the last ten years, I pretty much decided I wasn't going to do it.
They were doing a Red Cross blood drive at work the other day. My friend Nikki decided that she was going to try for the first time. I got in line with her, realizing how important it is, and that it was time to get over my silly fear.
It ended up that Nikki's iron was too low to donate, but I could.
The nurse tried really hard (I have weird veins and they always have to take from the same spot, otherwise there're problems) and she missed on the first try. OUCH!
The second try went better and I was set.
Twenty minutes later I was back at my desk, and proud that I had faced my fear and done it. It sounds like such a little thing, but just dealing with it made me feel great.
If you can donate, please do.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
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hey jenni --
i'm terrified of needles so i've never given blood. i did try on 9/11, but there were so many people in line at the hospital i never got to the front. and i have to say i was relieved.
the problem is, i am type O-negative. the universal donor. so my guilt is compounded.
in honor of your bravery, i'm gonna suck it up and give it another try. (smoking baby don't fail me now)
also -- thanks for lurving my blog.
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