Today (15th July 2011), I was supposed to get up early (read 9:30 AM), to attend an Economics training in office. I reached office 15 minutes earlier, only to see my calendar having an entry to visit Hinduja hospital at 2 PM. I took it casually then, and after finishing my training, I left for the hospital around 2:30 (Yes, I had to skip lunch... Sigh..)
After reaching hospital, we (me, Akshay and Mihir, my roommates) were directed to go to 3rd floor. Our main intention of visit was to donate platelets, and only one of us needed to donate it. My friend (Akshay) went in first. We both (Mihir and me) were scared, as a useless friend of mine had told us that platelets are taken by piercing needle from back!! Fortunately, my friend was selected for platelet donation, and she asked us to eat something before we donate blood! And I and Mihir left for cafeteria.
After having something lite to eat, we were back, waiting to donate blood. Only problem, we both were donating for the first time, and extremely scared of needles! The guy over there checked our blood group and haemoglobin (he had to prick our finger a bit, but it stinged =( ). After that, we waited for our turn to donate, both anxious! Mihir was called, and the guy who returned started complaining about the size of needle, and the pain. I had to gulp, I could remember the ad of TV, where Sachin says, dard bilkul nahi hota... I was waiting for my turn patiently.
When I was called 10 minutes later, I could see Mihir still sleeping, and they had not yet started taking blood. When I reached there, the guy took out the needle, and to be honest, it was really thick. (I was expecting it to be the size of injection needle). After that guy was done with him, he came to me. I was uummmm a bit scared. I had to close my eyes and look at the other side. I could feel the time he pricked the needle, and could sense the pain =(. But once he pierced the needle, I pain subsidized =).
And once I was done with blood donation, my hand was kinda numb. And to be honest, it pained a bit. I was given a coffee and 8 biscuits (yes, I counted them =P ). I devoured them all, mostly because I was hungry, having skipped lunch. After that, we left back to come to work. I had no weakness, or headache, but hand ached a bit. (It pained for at least 30 minutes more).
And if I look back and think, will I ever donate blood again, well, it seems the TV ad seems to have got one thing spot on, - "Rakt Daan. Karke dekhiye, achcha lagta hai" =)
After reaching hospital, we (me, Akshay and Mihir, my roommates) were directed to go to 3rd floor. Our main intention of visit was to donate platelets, and only one of us needed to donate it. My friend (Akshay) went in first. We both (Mihir and me) were scared, as a useless friend of mine had told us that platelets are taken by piercing needle from back!! Fortunately, my friend was selected for platelet donation, and she asked us to eat something before we donate blood! And I and Mihir left for cafeteria.
After having something lite to eat, we were back, waiting to donate blood. Only problem, we both were donating for the first time, and extremely scared of needles! The guy over there checked our blood group and haemoglobin (he had to prick our finger a bit, but it stinged =( ). After that, we waited for our turn to donate, both anxious! Mihir was called, and the guy who returned started complaining about the size of needle, and the pain. I had to gulp, I could remember the ad of TV, where Sachin says, dard bilkul nahi hota... I was waiting for my turn patiently.
When I was called 10 minutes later, I could see Mihir still sleeping, and they had not yet started taking blood. When I reached there, the guy took out the needle, and to be honest, it was really thick. (I was expecting it to be the size of injection needle). After that guy was done with him, he came to me. I was uummmm a bit scared. I had to close my eyes and look at the other side. I could feel the time he pricked the needle, and could sense the pain =(. But once he pierced the needle, I pain subsidized =).
And once I was done with blood donation, my hand was kinda numb. And to be honest, it pained a bit. I was given a coffee and 8 biscuits (yes, I counted them =P ). I devoured them all, mostly because I was hungry, having skipped lunch. After that, we left back to come to work. I had no weakness, or headache, but hand ached a bit. (It pained for at least 30 minutes more).
And if I look back and think, will I ever donate blood again, well, it seems the TV ad seems to have got one thing spot on, - "Rakt Daan. Karke dekhiye, achcha lagta hai" =)
