I'm a tough case; my veins are small and deep--and this was true when I was six years old, before burying them beneath extra padding, and it still holds true today. My phlebotamist was a dear; after much poking and prodding she was honest in her worries that it was hard to find a vein, very concerned about my comfort as she poked around, and triumphant when we succeeded, admonishing me with, "Don't you dare move that arm one bit!" Three bags and six tubes later and we were done.
I'm a big wuss when it comes to pain, and especially hate needles. Even with her having to poke around a bit once in, the pain was no worse than a minor bee sting; she kept asking me if I was okay and I'm thinking, "About what? This is nothing." My biggest pain is a forearem strain because I was SQUEEZING when she told me to in hopes of popping out a big one for her. Seriously! No such luck!
Given the results (one donation can help three people!) it's a very minor sacrifice for a really awesome good.
My blood floats in solution, that's how useless it is. But maybe I should try again...
ReplyDeleteHey Amy,
ReplyDeleteJust wanted to say THANK YOU for donating blood! I'm really glad you found that it wasn't too painful and that -- despite your vein situation -- you persevered.
Aside from your comment about one donation saving up to three lives (completely true), I wanted to add that people who give blood are totally sexy. You can see more about that on our blog right here:
http://redcrosspdx.blogspot.com/2009/02/top-three-reasons-why-giving-blood-is.html
Thanks again for giving!
Lise Harwin
Oregon Trail Chapter
American Red Cross