Hoo boy, do I dislike giving blood. I don’t like getting my finger stabbed. I don’t like the waiting room and the tinny music. I don’t like the questionnaires. I don’t like how nervous and nauseous I feel as I wait for them to call my name. I don’t like ANYTHING about needles. I don’t like how long I have to sit there with a needle sticking out of my arm, blood dripping down a thin translucent tube into a baggy. I don’t like how it takes me longer than other donors because my blood just doesn’t seem to GUSH fast enough. (Or maybe it’s a good thing that I’m slow bleeder?) I don’t like their cookies. I don’t like juice boxes. I don’t like their coffee. I don’t like their cramped parking lot. I don’t like pulling the bandaid off afterwards.
There is a lot not to like here.
I do, however, like the people who work at the clinic. They are caring and friendly, watch with careful concern, and always thank me as I leave. And I like knowing that my AB+ blood (I am a RARE specimen my friends!) might save a life.
You can donate too, if you can get over your dislikes long enough. Speaking of which, did you know you can make an appointment online?
