Not me. I have always wanted to give blood, but let’s face it. I am a chicken. The thought of a needle and my blood draining out was down right nauseating. So I thought, this is my chance. I survived child birth, I did fine with an epidural, I can give blood. I knew it may be the last chance I’ll have for the next year (I may or may not be indulging in a Vegas treat which counts me out for the next 12 months…).
So, heart pounding I signed up and stepped into the Blood Mobile. They took one look at me and pulled out a scale, I had no idea why but was quickly REJECTED. Talk about feeling like a loser! You apparently have to weigh a certain amount and with the weight I have lost post-baby I don’t meet their min quals. You would think that I would have felt relieved, but I’m actually disappointed. I had pumped myself to be a “do-gooder” and was turned down!
I don’t even get the “Be Nice To Me… I Donated Blood Today” sticker. Dang.
July 1st, 2008 at 1:29 pm
I tried to give blood last year but was rejected for low iron. Then I got pregnant and as soon as I’m done nursing, I’m getting a tattoo, so I’m out for a while too. That big needle scares me though. My husband gives at least once a year. He doesn’t even flinch when it goes in.
July 1st, 2008 at 6:47 pm
They rejected me the first time for low iron too. It took me years to get my guts up to try again and when they didn’t reject me it scared me spitless. It actually isn’t so bad if you have someone to talk to and distract you from what’s going on.
Have fun in Vegas!!!
July 3rd, 2008 at 8:13 am
Hey, at least your intentions were good. Most people wouldn’t even consider donating blood, so kudos to you for having your heart in the right place!