a month ago i had 14 vials of blood drawn in the space of about 24 hours. when they drew the second batch of 7 vials i handled it quite maturely by bursting into tears. i did feel like i was going to lose my breakfast and the room would never stop spinning — but really? full-blown crying that i couldn’t stop even when they were done and i was leaving the hospital? seriously?
tonight more blood is being taken from my person. let’s hope the process goes a bit more smoothly.
and while we’re on this topic — i’m never donating blood simply to be a good person. nope, never.