Blood is what makes you other than dead...

[oyceter]

Woe. Am missing wushu again. Well, technically I went last week, but now this means I have two sessions to make up! Maybe will go on Saturday.

I totally forgot that you aren't supposed to do strenuous activity or whatnot after giving blood. I mean, I was going to go anyway, except several people stopped and told me I probably shouldn't.

I'm continuously scared of giving blood, especially when I keep getting pricked on the finger and told my iron count is too low. I don't know why... it really doesn't hurt that much, it's just the thought of a giant freaking needle stuck in my arm.

Ok, ew, I just squicked myself out again.

But! I am at the point where I can watch the blood going into the baggie. The first time I gave blood, I looked over out of curiousity and nearly keeled over. This time, I noticed that the tubes going to the bag were warm. Obviously, it makes total sense for it to be warm, but it was still surprising.

I never really understood those people in books who would faint away at the sight of blood until then. I generally think I don't mind the sight of blood, but the thought that it's mine and that it's outside my body sort of freaks me out.

Comments

[hysteriachan.livejournal.com]

I've never successfully given blood--it takes all I have to manage to let people take samples when I need tests (which is mercifully rare). The first time, I got as far as letting them jab my finger, but then couldn't let them put the needle in my arm. I tried looking, looking away, everything I could think of, but I start twitching as soon as it gets close. The second time I tried, I couldn't even get past the finger-jab. *cries*

Yay you for doing it!

[oyceter]

ewww, I hate the finger prick! Last time I had my finger pricked twice and then got turned away anyway because my hemoglobin wasn't up to it.