Sunday, September 30, 2007. 4:03 AM .
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Blood Donation Drive Cheated
My Feelings.
My Feelings.
Reply to the one and only tag:zHu-tOu: Haha. Ran out le. Didn't when hunting for animals liao. Haha. Not always got a chance to see all this things running around lah. Sian, now my turn to have TEP. bah..LONG HOURS...gosh. i can't imagine the suffering.
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Today is my first time donating blood! What a breakthrough for me man. Gosh, I've never heard of queuing up to do a good deed before for a few hours but this is ridiculous. I came at 1pm and finish the whole entire process for blood donation nearing 5pm.
Let me elaborate the entire procedure. First, we have to queue up to register for the blood donation, so the queue was visibly very long, probably about 150 people ahead of me for registration but the waiting time wasn't that bad, maybe about half an hour. After that, I have to do this terribly long wait for the doctors to do a check up that I'm good to go for the blood donation, this is very essential as they do not want sick people to do blood donation as it will affect the person receiving the blood. That wait alone made me wait for another 2 hours and 30 minutes before i get to see the doctor.
Getting to see the doctor still must wait some more, an additional half an hour. And what do you do at the doctor there many people will ask, and why take so long? All the doctors did was to merely just check the pulse of the donor then after that, lead you to another doctor to get prick on the finger to check if the blood have enough iron in it. Nothing much. But the doctors were taking ages to get things done man.
Finally, I've got through all the registration and check ups and I'm good to go for the blood donation after 3 and a half hours. So I walk into the room, and saw the people around who were donating blood and the needles in them and the bags filled with blood, I was afraid and started chanting, "Lord have mercy on me". haha. The nurse saw me lead me to a seat where the blood donation would take place.
So she ask, "this is your first time doing blood donation, don't worry, is not pain at all", looking at the forms I've filled up. I looked at her and said, "you can't be kidding me can you? The needles are HUGE!"
While she was still preparing the needles and tubes, i asked her, "Can you work on my right-hand instead? I'm a left-handler." She agreed with me, and walk off for awhile and then came back, applied anesthetic on my LEFT-HAND.
I was like, oh great, there goes my left-hand.
She took out a small little needle filled with local anesthesia, and poke it gently onto the place part where the REAL needle is going to be. That needle was small, but it kinda hurt as it forces its way into my flesh, especially when they are injecting the local anesthesia in that time.
Done with that, here comes the real thing, the BLOODY BIG FAT NEEDLE probably as fat as 16 of these fullstops[.] put together. At the state of panic, I ask the nurse while she was still preparing the needle, "Err, my friends who donated blood before and told me that if you miss 'Q', must redo again. Err, Auntie, this is my first time leh, can don't miss the target please?" The nurse replied in a friendly jovial way, "Choy! Choy! Choy! Later you say so much then really kena, you better zip your mouth and go through the process quietly ah, if not later really happen then you know."
At this time, the needle was just a few centimeters away from my skin, i saw how big that needle was, bah...
All the thoughts of fear was rushing through my head. Pain was seemly felt like a taboo at that time. Already the first needle was so small, but it had a little impact, what is more with the big fat needle that was coming way, I'm gonna get a blow of my life.
As the needle was aim precisely at the spot where it should be, I was also prepared for the stabbing pain that was about to incur. The needle gently slides in deep into the flesh and suddenly a rush of blood came flowing out into the tube to the bag where the blood is to be contain. 'Phew!', what a relief, not a pain at all. That needle actually cheated my emotion, made me freaked out for nothing. But nevertheless, it was a success and the blood flowed in smoothly. Praise the Lord for that.
After a minute or 2, my bag was filled with my blood and I was ready to remove the needle from my arm. So those tapes on my arm have to be remove first before the needle could be taken out. And so the nurse happily remove the first tape on my hand really fast and "OWWwW!", there goes my arm hair onto the tape. Realizing that she removed the sticky tape too quickly, the second tape nearer the needle, she did it much gently. Then the needle slides out and finally, the long grueling process was OVER AT LAST!I was bandage and I'm done. Out I go probably a kilo lighter from the lost of blood.
Girls, this would probably be a good way to start losing weight, you do a good deed and at the same time you grow lighter. =D