|I've not been for ages. A combination of work and injuries (requiring me to be on painkillers) kind of caused me to be unable to donate.|
Then a friend who has returned from Canada after a few years working there decided to gather the troops and go to the blood bank.
(More in extended text including pictures to scare those with phobia of needles)
On 19th Jan 2008, we went to the Bloodbank @HSA (Health Sciences Authority) to bleed for a good cause.
Somehow, on a Saturday, we managed to drag our sorry carcasses there at 10:30am in the morning. And registered ourselves.
The little pinprick on the finger to get a few drops of blood to test for iron-content (just in case you are anaemic, you're not allowed to donate) was the most painful of the whole ordeal.
Here's a sticker for one of my friends, who was donating for the first time. I think she was a little worried but she went through it anyway.
Here's the actual process.
First, they bribe you with a little squeezy toy. Cute isn't it? 8)
After which, they inject the area with a little bit of lignocaine, a local anaestatic. Doesn't it look like I'm some kind of drug addict?
Then... the GIANT needle goes in.
After they check that it's gone into a vein, they collect a few test tubes for tests, and they start bleeding you.
They took about a pint or about 450ml.
After that, the bunch of us went to get some lunch. Some dim sum lunch.
We will be doing this again. It's all for a good cause. 8)