Jul. 28th, 2010

burntcopper: (tb eric gnight)
Today, I finally let the guilt overwhelm me from the polite begging letters the blood service sends you, left work half an hour early in the hopes of not having to spend too much time in the waiting room (foolish, I spent over an hour there due to people who'd been foresighted and booked appointments cruising past me), and finally got my name called.

The prep assistant spent a while slapping my arm and digging into it, then tried the other. Apparently my veins were looking way too small. Nurse was called over, very carefully inserted needle as it was nearly the size of my biggest vein, blood crept down the tube and *just* scraped minimum test flow. After ten minutes, they gave up, as I'd only managed 180ml in that time, and then even that stopped. My blood was flowing so slowly it'd clotted somewhere along the tube. Pulling out the needle proved that one of the places it'd clotted was in the needle itself. Body did not want to give up the red stuff whatsoever.

:sigh: Wasn't the only one - girl in the next bed managed even less than me. Just wish I'd made an appointment as I wasted a good portion of my evening, and can't try again for 4 months. *and* I still have a sore arm.

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