“We’ve Got A Bleeder Over here!”
I gave blood today. It’s the first time in my life I’ve ever given, and for some reason I was completely freaked out by it. One, I’m terrified of needles. Two, I kept having this vision (despite the fact there is NO evidence of hemophlia in my medical history) that I was going to bleed out. I could see myself lying on the floor in a pool of my own blood, twitching unconsciously as a group of nurses stood over me screaming…
Those of you who thought I wasn’t dramatic, sorry to disappoint you.
So I worked myself up to a ridiculous state of paranoia. Those close to me, who rarely see me in this state of vulnerability, took every opportunity to twist the knife. “Call me when she passes out.” “They’re using BIG needles today.” “Oh my gosh, it hurt SO BAD!!!”
And to all of you I say, there will be repercussions. That is a promise. And you suck.
As I laid on the little cot and the nurse handed me the squeezy ball, I warned her. “Don’t let me see the needle & I’ll be just fine.”
“What happens if you see the needle?”
“I’ll hit the floor.”
“Then you’d better look THAT way,” she said, motioning towards the opposite wall. And that’s exactly what I did. About ten minutes later it was all over, and I had a small container of juice, a bag of cookies, and yet another overwhelming sense of accomplishment. To those who have given blood before, you’re probably thinking I’m a big wuss. And you’re right, I am. But this is a fear that had to be overcome….
And I did it. So make fun of me all you want.
May 20th, 2008 at 6:40 pm
I know it was an accomplishment for you. I’m proud of you. However, now you need to go have another shot with me.
May 20th, 2008 at 8:34 pm
Well, it was a good thing to do. Last year, there was a big shortage. I haven’t been able to give for a bit, first for tattoos, then because of my lymphoma. And, again because of the lymphoma, I can’t ever give blood again.
So, thank you.
May 21st, 2008 at 4:31 am
Congratulations, you gave blood. I am very proud of you (seriously no sarcasm this time). I like to make a habit of giving blood when I get the chance. I think its the least I can do, not to mention it’s the best time to go drinking afterwards
And I totally understand the whole needle thing. I am completely unable to look at it when I am giving blood. It simply turns my stomach. But good on you for giving blood, lets keep it up, it can save lives.
May 21st, 2008 at 10:30 am
OMG! Who are you? Where’s the “little blonde” who screams bloody murder when she had a blood test and the tech had to threaten you “if you don’t stop screaming, (YES SHE WAS SCREAMING)
I’ll have to poke you again?” Hmmmmmm, that’s probably where you got your fear of needles–also I’d think it had to do with all those creepy movies you and Amber had watched! I proud of you,
I KNOW HOW YOU are with needles…. love you,
Mom
May 28th, 2008 at 2:17 pm
Don’t feel bad, I’m the same way.