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I did something wonderful yesterday, apparently.
I gave blood.
It was either the fourth or fifth time I've done it, and it hurt more this time than any time before.
I don't like doing it, I think it hurts the way they p***k* your finger to get a blood sample to check iron levels, I think the feeling of the needle going in is horrible, and it feels really uncomfortable the whole time it's in there. I feel really tired afterwards, and sicky.
Yet I really don't want to stop doing it.
I have one of the rarer blood types, B Negative, so less people are likely to need it. Likewise less people are likely to give it. But that's not any reason to do or not do it.
I think back to why I started doing it. it was back in early 2000, January in fact. I was unemployed and on the worst Government training scheme I could possibly imagine. They had me, a guy with 10 GCSEs 4 A Levels and A C&G in Applications Programming doing a course in basic Word and Excel. If I refused to do it I couldn't get benefits, and couldn't feed my family. I just couldn't get a job as I had the knowledge but no experience, if I went for a lesser job I was told that I wouldn't stick at it or I'd get bored.
I had zero self confidence or respect, 'New Deal' had taken it from me.
Then one day I realised that they were having a blood donar session nearby, so I just went and did it, and it did make me feel like I was doing something worthwhile, something that might save someones life. I felt I was doing a good thing.
So even though it hurts me, as much as they say it doesn't hurt, I think it does, I'll just keep on going back for a while yet. Giving blood is good, it made me feel good, and to think that it could save a life, that's worth it.
*look it's a valid use for the word!
I gave blood.
It was either the fourth or fifth time I've done it, and it hurt more this time than any time before.
I don't like doing it, I think it hurts the way they p***k* your finger to get a blood sample to check iron levels, I think the feeling of the needle going in is horrible, and it feels really uncomfortable the whole time it's in there. I feel really tired afterwards, and sicky.
Yet I really don't want to stop doing it.
I have one of the rarer blood types, B Negative, so less people are likely to need it. Likewise less people are likely to give it. But that's not any reason to do or not do it.
I think back to why I started doing it. it was back in early 2000, January in fact. I was unemployed and on the worst Government training scheme I could possibly imagine. They had me, a guy with 10 GCSEs 4 A Levels and A C&G in Applications Programming doing a course in basic Word and Excel. If I refused to do it I couldn't get benefits, and couldn't feed my family. I just couldn't get a job as I had the knowledge but no experience, if I went for a lesser job I was told that I wouldn't stick at it or I'd get bored.
I had zero self confidence or respect, 'New Deal' had taken it from me.
Then one day I realised that they were having a blood donar session nearby, so I just went and did it, and it did make me feel like I was doing something worthwhile, something that might save someones life. I felt I was doing a good thing.
So even though it hurts me, as much as they say it doesn't hurt, I think it does, I'll just keep on going back for a while yet. Giving blood is good, it made me feel good, and to think that it could save a life, that's worth it.
*look it's a valid use for the word!
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Slaveunit wrote:
> Wouldn't make a very good junkie, would you, Wookiee?
Nope!
But I do like the smell of certain glues and other dangerous things. I could so easily have gone down 'that path' as a kid, but fortunately my parents brought me up well enough to know where it would lead.
> Wouldn't make a very good junkie, would you, Wookiee?
Nope!
But I do like the smell of certain glues and other dangerous things. I could so easily have gone down 'that path' as a kid, but fortunately my parents brought me up well enough to know where it would lead.
Giving blood is a very good idea as it does save lives. More and more people should sign up and be there when they are needed as you would like someone to be there if you needed the blood yourself. Also it does give you a good feeling inside that you are doing something to help someone in need.
I also have a fear of needles, I wasn't very well as a kid and for the first 2 years of my life I had to go into hospital once every two weeks. I don't like needles and don't like getting blood taken but after seeing people who need it you kind of ignore your own fears and are just glad to help.
So if you do get the chance and want to do it I suggest that you do give blood and maybe sign up as a blood donor. You could help save someones life.
I also have a fear of needles, I wasn't very well as a kid and for the first 2 years of my life I had to go into hospital once every two weeks. I don't like needles and don't like getting blood taken but after seeing people who need it you kind of ignore your own fears and are just glad to help.
So if you do get the chance and want to do it I suggest that you do give blood and maybe sign up as a blood donor. You could help save someones life.
Wouldn't make a very good junkie, would you, Wookiee?
:D
:D
My mum reckons I should give blood. She reckons I must have 'good blood' (whatever that means) as I've never had any of the 'childhood diseases' like mumps, measels, chicken pox etc., despite being around kids who did.
But I can't. I hate needles.
Sure, I have tattoos - but I have this phobia about veins, and sticking needles in them. Ewww, yuck. I can take any amount of gore in a horror film, but show me someone slashing their wrists, and I cringe... and *that* 'puppet' scene in the Elm Street movie freaks me out every time.
When I had the operations on my back as a kid, it was my worst nightmare. They put an anaesthetic needle in the back of my left hand... and missed the vein. So they left it in, and tried the right hand... and missed the vein. Third time lucky... they went for the right arm - front of the elbow - and got the vein. A few seconds later and I was out... but it is a memory that has never gone away.
So... I don't like veins, and I don't like needles... that kinda rules out giving blood for me.
But I can't. I hate needles.
Sure, I have tattoos - but I have this phobia about veins, and sticking needles in them. Ewww, yuck. I can take any amount of gore in a horror film, but show me someone slashing their wrists, and I cringe... and *that* 'puppet' scene in the Elm Street movie freaks me out every time.
When I had the operations on my back as a kid, it was my worst nightmare. They put an anaesthetic needle in the back of my left hand... and missed the vein. So they left it in, and tried the right hand... and missed the vein. Third time lucky... they went for the right arm - front of the elbow - and got the vein. A few seconds later and I was out... but it is a memory that has never gone away.
So... I don't like veins, and I don't like needles... that kinda rules out giving blood for me.
I did something wonderful yesterday, apparently.
I gave blood.
It was either the fourth or fifth time I've done it, and it hurt more this time than any time before.
I don't like doing it, I think it hurts the way they p***k* your finger to get a blood sample to check iron levels, I think the feeling of the needle going in is horrible, and it feels really uncomfortable the whole time it's in there. I feel really tired afterwards, and sicky.
Yet I really don't want to stop doing it.
I have one of the rarer blood types, B Negative, so less people are likely to need it. Likewise less people are likely to give it. But that's not any reason to do or not do it.
I think back to why I started doing it. it was back in early 2000, January in fact. I was unemployed and on the worst Government training scheme I could possibly imagine. They had me, a guy with 10 GCSEs 4 A Levels and A C&G in Applications Programming doing a course in basic Word and Excel. If I refused to do it I couldn't get benefits, and couldn't feed my family. I just couldn't get a job as I had the knowledge but no experience, if I went for a lesser job I was told that I wouldn't stick at it or I'd get bored.
I had zero self confidence or respect, 'New Deal' had taken it from me.
Then one day I realised that they were having a blood donar session nearby, so I just went and did it, and it did make me feel like I was doing something worthwhile, something that might save someones life. I felt I was doing a good thing.
So even though it hurts me, as much as they say it doesn't hurt, I think it does, I'll just keep on going back for a while yet. Giving blood is good, it made me feel good, and to think that it could save a life, that's worth it.
*look it's a valid use for the word!
I gave blood.
It was either the fourth or fifth time I've done it, and it hurt more this time than any time before.
I don't like doing it, I think it hurts the way they p***k* your finger to get a blood sample to check iron levels, I think the feeling of the needle going in is horrible, and it feels really uncomfortable the whole time it's in there. I feel really tired afterwards, and sicky.
Yet I really don't want to stop doing it.
I have one of the rarer blood types, B Negative, so less people are likely to need it. Likewise less people are likely to give it. But that's not any reason to do or not do it.
I think back to why I started doing it. it was back in early 2000, January in fact. I was unemployed and on the worst Government training scheme I could possibly imagine. They had me, a guy with 10 GCSEs 4 A Levels and A C&G in Applications Programming doing a course in basic Word and Excel. If I refused to do it I couldn't get benefits, and couldn't feed my family. I just couldn't get a job as I had the knowledge but no experience, if I went for a lesser job I was told that I wouldn't stick at it or I'd get bored.
I had zero self confidence or respect, 'New Deal' had taken it from me.
Then one day I realised that they were having a blood donar session nearby, so I just went and did it, and it did make me feel like I was doing something worthwhile, something that might save someones life. I felt I was doing a good thing.
So even though it hurts me, as much as they say it doesn't hurt, I think it does, I'll just keep on going back for a while yet. Giving blood is good, it made me feel good, and to think that it could save a life, that's worth it.
*look it's a valid use for the word!
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