I had a traumatic experience donating plasma on Friday (Yes.. I am a sick individual who sells body fluids...). Ever since I had the swine flu (I waited a couple of weeks before I donated again), they've had trouble finding my used-to-be-very-dominant vein. Friday was no exception. The phleb person was sticking me and he called someone over and they were talking about some H word... but then he said it was probably ok.... even though my arm was hurting super bad. So, he came back over only after a minute, and pulled out the needle because the blood was escaping into my arm. So, he moved to the other arm, stuck me... and dug the needle around trying to find a vein. At this point I wanted to scream and run away. He pulled it out and said I was done for the day... Hallelujah! I came home and started bawling to Jed. It was really scary... and I don't want to go back. ever. until my vein reappears at least.
Check out this scary Hematoma!
The pictures don't even give it justice. Sick.
Monday, November 02, 2009
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All I have to say is EW! Glad you're okay though.
I have done that loads of times and one time this happened to me except i donated anyway so my arm was angled up and so the blood ran down the outside of my vein so my bruise was a perfect live of my vein up my arm. lol
that's the worst i've ever seen! too bad you didn't have it before Halloween, you could've used it to your advantage!
AH!! Brett's sister got a big Hematoma when she delivered her baby....except it was down by her...you know where! She couldn't even walk because of it.
dang it!!! just when I was getting the guts to give it another go. haha.
Oh dear! Yikes!
Is it gone yet?
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