"Be nice to me...I TRIED to give blood"
As many of you know, i have an unreasonable fear of needles...but the BLOOD is what really gets me. Serena and i have decided that if any of our dancers gets an injury where BLOOD is involved, Serena will deal with it. in exchange, i have to deal with any vomit. but in my opinion, i definitely win in this arrangement...Back to the point...Around the age of 10 i was having digestion problems. My doctor requested blood work be done. I remember the room in which i got my blood drawn. There was a big blue chair, kind of like the ones in a dentist's office. My mom sat down first, and then i got on her lap. The technician was an asian male, and i remember him telling me that he was using a "butterfly"to draw the blood and that i should watch. BIG MISTAKE. I ended up passing out and waking up on the floor! Horrible experience. When we went back a week later to the same office i REFUSED to get out of the car and go in, for fear that i would have to do it again. no joke.
When i was in high school i decided to give BLOOD to try to get over my fear. With my best friend Melissa by my side, what did i have to freak out about? I left that blood drive with confidence and a donor card:) I've gone in to get blood work done a few times since then. Even though it's not my choice of activity, i made it through every one without complications.
There's a BLOOD drive going on at Sac State today. I didn't have any plans between my two classes, so i figured i would go for it, take one more step towards getting over my fears...I was feeling good, proud of myself for wanting to donate and help others out. you know, you really do save lives;) When the nurse swiped my finger with the alcohol wipe i immediately closed my eyes and started my ujjayi breathing:)) I was doing fine until she said that my finger was cold, so she had to keep squeezing to get enough BLOOD to come out...oh boy....she finished and put a cotton ball on my finger and instructed me to hold it in place with my thumb. I watched her drop the BLOOD into a tube of blue stuff as she told me that the BLOOD needed to descend within 15 seconds. No problem, my BLOOD was awesome and dropped immediately. As she handed me the waiver to sign i told her that i was feeling light headed and put my head between my knees. She grabbed me and put me down on the ground. Apparently, i passed out!! next thing i remember is the nurse tapping on my chest, trying to bring me to consciousness! she told me to cough a few times, waited a few moments, and asked me to cough again. By that time my hearing had returned, and the embarrassment started setting in;) here i was, on the ground in the Union ballroom, with cold compresses on my neck and forehead and a few nurses standing around me. i would pass out while trying to give blood! seeing as i was wearing a skirt, all i kept thinking was, thank god i just got my brazillian done! Didnt need to add on any more embarrassing displays;) When the nurse finally let me go over to the refreshment table, the cute little volunteer stationed over where i was asked me if i was ok. yes, i said, as my cheeks grew even more red.
The good thing that came from it? I realized that yes, i am a dork, and when embarrassing things happen, i can just laugh it off. it was more of a, oh my goodness i'm a dork, kind of embarrassment, rather than a, oh my gosh i'm mortified, kind of embarrassment!
When i was in high school i decided to give BLOOD to try to get over my fear. With my best friend Melissa by my side, what did i have to freak out about? I left that blood drive with confidence and a donor card:) I've gone in to get blood work done a few times since then. Even though it's not my choice of activity, i made it through every one without complications.
There's a BLOOD drive going on at Sac State today. I didn't have any plans between my two classes, so i figured i would go for it, take one more step towards getting over my fears...I was feeling good, proud of myself for wanting to donate and help others out. you know, you really do save lives;) When the nurse swiped my finger with the alcohol wipe i immediately closed my eyes and started my ujjayi breathing:)) I was doing fine until she said that my finger was cold, so she had to keep squeezing to get enough BLOOD to come out...oh boy....she finished and put a cotton ball on my finger and instructed me to hold it in place with my thumb. I watched her drop the BLOOD into a tube of blue stuff as she told me that the BLOOD needed to descend within 15 seconds. No problem, my BLOOD was awesome and dropped immediately. As she handed me the waiver to sign i told her that i was feeling light headed and put my head between my knees. She grabbed me and put me down on the ground. Apparently, i passed out!! next thing i remember is the nurse tapping on my chest, trying to bring me to consciousness! she told me to cough a few times, waited a few moments, and asked me to cough again. By that time my hearing had returned, and the embarrassment started setting in;) here i was, on the ground in the Union ballroom, with cold compresses on my neck and forehead and a few nurses standing around me. i would pass out while trying to give blood! seeing as i was wearing a skirt, all i kept thinking was, thank god i just got my brazillian done! Didnt need to add on any more embarrassing displays;) When the nurse finally let me go over to the refreshment table, the cute little volunteer stationed over where i was asked me if i was ok. yes, i said, as my cheeks grew even more red.
The good thing that came from it? I realized that yes, i am a dork, and when embarrassing things happen, i can just laugh it off. it was more of a, oh my goodness i'm a dork, kind of embarrassment, rather than a, oh my gosh i'm mortified, kind of embarrassment!
consciously yours,
Kelly Glenn
:)
