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Friday, April 23, 2004


   My Day at the Blood Drive!
Well, today, I started off school all good, talking about my Jackson head to everyone in my art class. And then I scooted off to the blood drive instead of AP history.

So, I get there, with my pass and my book. I see my friend. "Skipping out on AP history?" she says. "Haha, yeah." I figured I'd make it for the last half hour of class. So, then they sit me down and have me fill out a questionaire. It was mostly filled with who I've had sex with(uh, no one, thanks). And also lots of questions about drugs(none of those either).

After this woman asked me the same questions, she pricked my finger and got a drop of blood. She then put it in a little jar of blue crap. "If this sinks to the bottem in less than 15 seconds, you have enough iron to spare." I counted. It took 5 1/2. No iron deffciency here.

She then manuvered me over to a chair, where one girl was finishing up. The woman there spent like, 10 minutes looking for the best place to prick me and tied off my arm with the piece of rubber. The whole time, I'm thinking to myself:

"Heh, as an epileptic, they take blood out of me all the time, damn people. This shouldn't be any...WOAH, THAT'S A BIG NEEDLE!"

The needle goes into my arm. Being the sick phycho I am, I'm watching the whole thing, while squeezing the little rubber heart. I even watch the bag fill up. Another girl comes over to our little area and sits on another pool deck chair thing. As soon as they stick her with the needle, she nearly faints. Then it turned into like an ER, as 3 people ran over to her, got her lying down, and stuck ice packs all on her body.

I'm watching the whole thing with mild amusement. I'm about 3/4ths done at this point. I'm thinking to myself "Heh heh, poor sucker, she shouldn't have done it, if she's gonna go all fainty...actually, I feel kinda hot."

Number one rule during a blood drive: Don't panic.

I didn't know this rule at the time. My arm was already cramping up, and I was finding it harder and harder to squeeze the little rubber heart. Suddenly, my back breaks out in a cold sweat. "Now I kinda know what Legolas feels like in all those angst fanfics..." I'm thinking. I start breathing harder. "I'm never doing this again. This is all they're gettin' from me." I open my eyes, and I notice my vision's kinda swimming to the right. Then the nurse comes over. "Are you ok?" she asks. "Uh, heh heh, that's a good question," I say. "Actually, I'm feeling kinda faint." Then she calls over this huge black guy, who slaps some ice packs onto my chest and the back of my neck. That helps a little. But all I wanna do is sleeeeeep...

"Don't close your eyes!" he says.

Sleeeeeeep...

"Don't close 'em! Start coughing!" I weakly cough. I have no idea what this is supposed to accomplish. Then the nurse chick says "All done!"

I sit there for like ten minutes. Then I feel fine cause the black dude kept bringing me apple juice. "How are you doing?" he asks. "I think I'm ready to go." He lets me sit on the side of the pool deck chair thing, but not move from there for 5 more minutes. Finally, he lets me go back to the refreshment table, where I'm required to stay a minimum of ten minutes. I stay half an hour, chatting it up with some seniors and my spanish teacher. Finally, after I've drunk a whole bottle of water and eaten multiple peanuts and girl scout cookies, I'm ready to depart. I go back to AP history class with 10 minutes left(the class is 90 minutes, or the length of a professional soccer game. With no half time).

My teacher sees my blood drive pass. I notice the class is quiet, as they're all taking a test. "Oh shit..."I think to myself. "Did you have to do that now?!" she demands. I sputter something so incoherent, even I don't remember what I said. But she was really pissed. So now I have to stay after school two days next week to make it up.

Throughout the day, I had to piss like a racehorse, cause I'd been drinking so much fluid. And eating so much junk food. I'm not allowed to excercise for like, 24 hours. They're incouraging obesity here!

Anyways, I'm fine now. Don't let my experience deiscourage you, blood helps so much, and fainting doesn't happen to a lot of people. Plus the fact that it was my first time, probably didn't help.

TIGRESS' FANTASTICAL MOVIE QUOTE
It was Father of the Bride, you dolts!


"Would ya just watch the hair. Ya know, I spend a long time on my hair and he hit it; he hit my hair."

*sigh* now it's time to go practice my clarinet for some stupid thing which I don't even care about.

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