After school Monday I met with my mom at the bus stop across the street from my school to go to the Untied Blood Service to go to my appointment. When I got there I signed in and waited a few minutes before a women came up to me to take me back and take my blood pressure, temperature, check my pulse, check my iron level and do my interview.
After I finished all that I went back to sit next to my mom while I waited for them to call me over to start donating. I ate some pretzels while waiting and after about 2 minutes a women came over and told me they were ready. I was a bit nervous because the second time I donated blood they missed my vein and it really hurt and I also almost passed out.
Anyway I sat down in the chair and she tilted the chair back a bit and had me squeeze a stress ball type of thing so she could located my vein. Once she found it she used a maker(?) to mark where it was so she wouldn’t lose it when she would put the needle in. She then cleaned the area with rubbing alcohol and then stuck the needle in.
What I didn’t want to happen happened. She missed my vein and had to move the needle around in my arm which really sucked. After a while she called another women over and they were speaking in Spanish so I had no idea what they were talking about. They kept messing with the needle while it was still in my arm though which sucked even more. I later found out that they did that because my blood wasn’t coming out fast enough and she said that my blood might have clotted so that’s why they were doing that..
I was so sore when I was finished giving my blood and the bruise on my arm right now is kinda big… (It’s about 3 inches by 3 inches; my mom wanted to measure how big it was >.>;)