And it hurt, too.
The whole thing was rather amusing, actually. This was my first time ever giving blood, so I was naturally kind of nervous. I go through all the tests and stuff fine, but about halfway through the actual blood-drawing process, I began to feel faint. One of the nurses came over and asked me if I was okay, to which I replied, more or less, “no.” By that time, I was beginning to feel nauseous as well. The bad kind of nauseous. Where you need a bucket. I didn’t end up needing the bucket, but they had to stop the donation process for me and chucked my blood on the grounds that it wasn’t a full pint and therefore essentially useless. It didn’t bother me too much, but I was kind of annoyed that I almost fainted for nothing.
So now my arm hurts and the finger they pricked for the iron test is starting to bug me. But on the plus side, I got to skip out on Physics. Woohoo!
