Monday, June 24, 2013

Not a Good Day


What a day yesterday!  We got up and went to church and they had a blood drive so we stayed for that.  Bob was unable to give because his pulse was too low.  Another man in front of us was unable to give for the same reason.  One lady had been rejected the last few times because her iron was not high enough.  She finally passed this day....but they lost her in the "system".  I think she eventually made it through the process and donated.  My heart rate was also low...54.  My blood pressure was ok though so they let me donate.   The questions they ask are getting more and more bizarre.  The lady asked me if I consider myself a female.  What??!??!?!   I asked her if she thought I looked like a man.  She said..."No...it is just a question we have to ask."  I am still trying to figure that one out.  I donated with no problem and ate some cookies and juice before we left.  We then drove to West County to eat at Barnes & Noble.  After I ate I got up to wander around and started feeling really dizzy so I sat down next to Bob who was still having his coffee.  I told him I was pretty sure I was going to pass out.  A little later I told him I needed a wheelchair.  I couldn't see even though I could still hold my head up and I felt like I was going to have diarrhea and vomit and pass out all at the same time.  Bob found a wheelchair and got me out of the building which seemed like it took forever and a day.  I wasn't sure how much longer I could stay upright.  He left me with a valet while he ran through the parking  lot carrying my purse.  He later told me he thought he was going to get arrested if an officer saw him running in the lot with a purse.  Just the thought of that makes me laugh.  I finally got in the car and made it home and slept the rest of the day and most of the evening.  I just had to write all of this down so that I will remember how sick I felt.  If I donate blood anymore it will be on a full stomach.  I have been having low blood sugar issues for about a year now....and I know I need to eat more small frequent meals.  What a Day!!!

3 comments:

The Bug said...

Oh man! Glad you're ok! We're always told to eat a substantial meal before donating blood.

I'm flummoxed by that question too. I know some transgendered individuals (men who consider themselves to be female), but even then the question makes no sense. Bizarre!

Rudee said...

What a terrifying reaction! Good thing you weren't driving a car or something like that! And it's too darned bad you didn't have a camera to snap a photo of your hubby. Did you pose the question you were asked to him while he was carrying your purse? lol

Winifred said...

That happened to me the last time I gave blood at work & I haven't been back since. I think it was my own fault though. I was the last one & they were clearing up around me. Normally they ask you to lie down for half an hour then get up & have a warm drink & a biscuit. I needed to get back to the office so I missed the lie down & just had the drink. Big mistake. I had similar symptoms to what you describe. Problem was the office was deserted when I got back so I had to lie down on a settee in the loo on my own for half an hour until I felt less woozy & capable of driving home. It really is a frightening experience.

Good that you can laugh about Bob & your bag though! Take care.

Clifford 1994 to 2009

Clifford   1994 to 2009
The Best Dog Ever