ext_4965 ([identity profile] pooka.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] rootofnewt 2001-09-06 12:22 am (UTC)

I tried to donate blood ... (sigh). I made it through the initial screening, only to have the tech go ballistic on the women up front that did it.

"Okay, do you SEE the size of this needle?"

"Um. Yeah?"

"Now look at this girl's arms. Do you see ANYWHERE that this needle wouldn't destroy a vein?"

"Um. Oops?"

The pain of my EMG and nerve conduction was relatively severe, but I have an unusually low tolerance for needles of any sort, and some faint coag problems -- I had huge half-dollar size bruises everywhere a needle went in, and needed bandaids to stop the bleeding.

Don't think this is even remotely common. The woman's poor mind was blown.

The same woman did the same proceedures for my husband later on, and I think the lucky stiff FELL ASLEEP during it. No marks on him at all.

What was easiest for me to keep in mind was that, even if the results were AWFUL ... at least I Knew. It wasn't a mystery anymore, and when you're given a concrete problem to work with instead of a list of maybes and could bes, you can work on solving that problem.

Good luck. :)

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