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I used to be a regular blood donor, I even got presented with a GOLD colored coffee mug for reaching a milestone(cant really remember the number of times). For some reason, I've just stopped, not sure why.
Maybe I'll donate around now again, coz the blood bank has just launched a huge campaign to get people to donate over the festive season.
Uh, oh... That, my dear, may be a significant factor. Granted, sugar will give you an energy boost... ...for a few minutes, that is. It passes in a hurry though, and then it leaves you even more tired than you already were.Quote:
Originally Posted by Misscaroline
...which fits pretty well with the above, wouldn't you say? Give it a bit of thought... Have a look at what you're running your system on.Quote:
Originally Posted by Misscaroline
/Claes
Cystic fibrosis? That's a pretty serious disease and fatal. You would know if you did. What is robin a doctor all of a sudden? What makes him say you got CF?Quote:
Originally Posted by Misscaroline
Doctors can be terrible with information, at least in the US. You have a right to the results of every test. You have to ask. If I were you I would ask for a copy of your latest blood test and start keeping a folder at home. Now I think I saw you were 18. Are your parents handling your doctor's visits and discussions? They should be asking and recieving information.Quote:
They just don't know. Everytime I go to the doctor, it's the basic disease test, never blood. They've taken my blood a few times, but not alot recently. And when they do, I never hear anything back about it. I think I should start asking...
You should not let them get away with not informing you. Perhaps it's your age. But as you get older you have to be more forceful. You are paying (or will be, I assume your parents are now) the bill. You are the customer. You have a right to the product you paid for, and that product is information on your health.Quote:
Basically, my immune system is shot through pretty much, and I have bad circulation on top of everything else. They can't figure me out, so I stop complaining to them. They just take my money and say growth phase or virus...~grumble...~
Certainly, I hope you feel better. And Claus might be right about your sugar intake.Quote:
But thanks for the sentiment, Virg. And I assure you, if I were diabetic, I'd be dead by now. I live off of sugar...
Racous cough, that's about it. I don't know, but at least he cares...:p
I've just never had the opportunity to ask. It's not like they run too many on me. I think the last time I had blood drawn, it was before my tonsilechtomy, and even then, I don't know what tests they ran. I wouldn't know when to ask. They've never even told me what blood type I am!!! But thank you, Virgil. I appreciate that. And me and Doc are going to have a talk next time...
As for you Claes, I'm deceptively energetic. While my sugar intake is a little high, I run off of basically nothing. I got out of a Calculus test today bouncing off of the walls with a four hour old Rice Krispies treat and a few cough drops in my system. And when I eat healthy, it's all the same. My body just absorbs energy. I can go for a whole day without food and sleep and be virtually unaltered, if slightly crankier...Ah, well. I'll figure it out. Thanks guys!
I went with my mom who did it the other week, she makes an effort to do it 1-3 times a year. They gave her an orange and saltine crackers afterwards. I asked if i could do it but they told me not until i was 17 and a little heavier, it turns out you have to be at least 115 pounds to donate blood! I guess that makes sense since the smaller you are the more it effects you, but i never really thought there were limits before. Its great to see so many people here who donate! Ive met so many charitable people on this forum, too bad theres not so many proportionately in the world.
Second level donor now. Since yesterday.
Got three bars of chocolate and +1 to attack.
:confused: Levels? I don't think we have any such thing here. You are making me curious. Enlighten us, please.Quote:
Originally Posted by Taliesin
/Claes
I think he means that he has donated blood for the second time now. It is too early Taliesin, isn't it? I think only two months have passed since you last donated blood? There must be some rules regarding to the time one has to wait for the next blood donation??Quote:
Originally Posted by ClaesGefvenberg
There are rules, Pensy, and think over here it's six weeks. But I could be wrong.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pensive
In Canada the maximum frequency you can donate is every 56 days. I don't understand what 'second level' means either :p maybe its an award of some sort.
I got a cute little pin after my 5th donation, but they have all kinds of cutesy little incentive things to get people to *keep* coming back after their first time (certificates, plaques, pics with the mayor etc.) Its kinda like skydiving, if you can get your nerve up to jump out of a plane once, the problem is that then you know just how scary it can be and what to expect, most people don't go up for their second jump because they are more scared to do it than they were the first time :lol: The trick is to go up again immediately after your first jump when you're still high on adrenalin./sidebar
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Originally Posted by ClaesGefvenberg
We don't have them here either.
This was a bit of inside humor, we are afraid. A geek thing.
You see, we are into RPGs quite a lot and levels is a term from D&D.
Basically, it just means experience on a certain field - but in D&D those fields are like sorceror, fighter, druid - the higher level you get through experience, the more abilities you gain. So we just thought it was amusing to view donor as a class.
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In Canada the maximum frequency you can donate is every 56 days. I don't understand what 'second level' means either maybe its an award of some sort.
I got a cute little pin after my 5th donation, but they have all kinds of cutesy little incentive things to get people to *keep* coming back after their first time (certificates, plaques, pics with the mayor etc.) Its kinda like skydiving, if you can get your nerve up to jump out of a plane once, the problem is that then you know just how scary it can be and what to expect and most people don't go up for their second jump because they are more scared to do it than they were the first time The trick is to go up again immediately after your first jump when you're still high on adrenalin./sidebar
We got a pin too, although it was our second time.
It wasn't so scary at all. Besides, after giving blood you feel kind of high, you know?
Well, I get dizzy/lightheaded for a while and usually do it on a day I don't have to do much else physically `cuz I get sleepy too. However the next day I feel really good, full of energy, its weird but good weird.Quote:
Originally Posted by Taliesin
I have yet to give blood although now that the GP more or less said right there is nothing to worry about I might get to goive blood at Last.
WHich will be quite somthing as Ive been aiming to do it since I was 8....:rolleyes:
Yay Night! :thumbs_up would love to hear about it if/when you do it, I think its interesting to read about the whole process, how it is the same or different, from different parts of the world :)
Ah vampire play tools--what memories.
Attempt #1--USAF Basic training--rejected because they had enough volunteers. The reward was to get off duty the rest of the day,
Attempt #2. Castle AFB CA (now closed)--again a half day off for going. I remember having an awful time squeezing a rubber ball and getting a quite a bit whiny about it. Would have been 19 or 20 then.
Attempt #3. Hancock Field NY June 1973--waiting for orders to come thru for Grand Forks and nothing better to do. Rejected because I had left Guam that April and you had to wait at least 6 months before they'll think about you.
Attempt #4--Grand Forks AFB ND. Took part on behalf of a friend arounf 1976 or so I believe who's mother would receive a pint for every one donated to the University of North Dakota. I remember being as whiny as ever but the cute but unsympathtic nurse kept me cool by shaming the drama queen (which worked and I hope was her intention--another lost love).
Attempt #5 and final. Another favor for a friend. All I know is what I was told later. I remember being stupid and looking at the bag filling up. The next thing I remember is (Another) cute nurse tapping my forehead and asking me if I knew where I was. After escaping my feiend says I had abruptly said I have to go back the the office and started to walk away needle bag and everything. To this day those moemnets are a blank. I never got used to the feel of the procedure--don't like needles and frankly felt I'm done with this. When you're not macho to begin with there is little shame in this form of quiting.
Attempt coda: A church member needed some but to be honest when I finally got the nerve up that quota was meant. I doubt God was glorified with this Laodecian.