My Memorable First Blood Donation (Tell me yours)
When you're already 20+ years late in fulfilling something in your bucket list, the excitement and fulfillment doubles, at least this is what I felt when I got my first blood donation this week. I remember the first time I lined up for bloodletting. It was 1999 and at the gym of Passi City which then celebrated its first fiesta as a component city. I was there as part of my on-job-training in a local paper. I queued myself hoping to donate that day. But I did not make it past the weighing scale because I do not weigh at least 50 kilos. To not waste my time, I was offered to know my blood type. I then knew that my blood type follows that of my father's. There were many invitations and queues for bloodletting after that but it took a long time for me to be qualified as donor because I weighed less than 50 kgs, I had my period or I was anemic. For the first timers, here are my take-away pointers after making it past the weighing scale. Your blood pressure will be noted ...