Hey there! I’m linking up with Running with Spoons today for a Thinking Out Loud post.
This isn’t exactly a stream of consciousness this week or anything, but I did want to share something exciting I did yesterday:
I donated blood for the first time!
My work was doing a blood drive and at the last minute I decided to donate. I’ve always made an excuse to avoid blood drives because I was scared of the whole thing, but I’m glad I got over it!
The entire experience wasn’t as bad as I had built it up to be in my mind. I sat down with someone to go through their questionnaire, they checked my hemoglobin (It had to be at least 12.6… mine was 14.1! woo hoo) and then they drew my blood. Easy peasy!
My biggest fear has always been that they would have a hard time finding my vein and poke the needle around in my arm. Just the thought of that makes me cringe. Well, I thought this fear was going to become a reality when my phlebotomist was a trainee and he appeared to have a *really* hard time finding veins in either one of my arms. Thankfully he asked someone else to draw my blood and I didn’t have any issues.
I also drank a regular Coke for the first time in a LONG time and then ate some cookies. Can’t complain about that Now that the first time is over with, hopefully I can donate more often!
Have you ever donated blood?
Do you donate regularly?
Have you ever had a bad experience??