So, today I donated blood for the first time. I was excited but nervous. All went well until the end. Right when they pulled the line, I started feeling hot, clamy, and like I was going to faint. They put cold clothes on me. While they were doing this, the lady that took my blood was talking to me. I heard her but not really. It sounded like she was in a tunnel. I also started to see white spots. It was a very strange feeling. I didn't faint but I was close to it. After lots of cold compresses, I started to feel better. I had some 7-up and goldfish crackers. I thought I was ready to set up but nope my body thought different. I had to continue laying down for several more minutes. After a bit of time, I sat up and then moved chairs so they could take my vitals. At this time, I was feeling close to normal. After another cookie, I walked back upstairs to my desk. All in all, it took an hour - a bit longer than I expected.
The rest of the day, I felt a little off and hungry. I can't seem to get enough food.
Will I do it again? I think I will. Why you ask? It's good to donate blood and I think I can beat the bad feeling next time. I do wonder if one has to donate a pint of blood? Several people have suggested that it might be too much for me.
Until next time....
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