And I’m pretty happy I did it.  I have long thought that it’s something I should do while I’m young and healthy, but have never got around to doing it.  I tried once back in Canada but fell ill on my appointment day.  This time however I was ok.  I felt great and I told them I was sick a week ago, but had been feeling better since then.   I was a little apprehensive about it, but it turned out to be not so bad.

Surprisingly, I didn’t feel a thing afterwards really, I didn’t feel lightheaded or out of breath at all, I never got woozy or anything, I just went on normally.  It was a little sick to see that big bag of my own blood outside of my body, and to feel the warmth of the tube as it rested on my arm.  Seeing that blood reminded me of the time I bled from my tonsil stumps when I was 21.  I had tonsillectomy and a day or so later started to bleed at night.  It poured out, probably half as much as I just donated.   It also coagulated really strangely in the cup as I recall… anyways, that’s a pretty gross memory.  This blood letting session was much cleaner.

Someone out there will get my blood and it will course through their body as it did mine, which I still think is a really disgusting idea.  Maybe I’ll get over that as time goes on.

Tags: Life, Medicine by David Graff
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