First of all I would like to great everyone a very Happy Valentines Day! I hope Cupid’s arrows have found their harm’s way down deep into your hearts. Let’s not take it too seriously though if it seems nothing really comes, maybe not this year and the next will be groundbreaking. Let us all share and spread the love in the air, c’mon its Heart’s Day!
Today, for two year’s running now, I’m celebrating my Valentines Day on a bleeding room. I started donating blood on the very Heart’s Day last year, click here to for the full story. Sometime the only way you can truly how much you love others is by sacrificing a part of you that really means a lot and without expecting anything in return. I am sometimes insensitive to things happening around me, but somehow it leads to people to believe I don’t care for them. I know I’m not much of a good friend that you can talk to in bad times, and I am simply not the guy you’d want to turn to for financial support. Sometimes people around tends to take me as the I-dont-give-a-damn type of guy. I can’t blame anyone if I’m such an ass sometimes, perhaps I’m just to preoccupied with my goals and crafts. Giving blood is my way of saying ‘I care for you guys‘.
Today’s blood donation is held at the Boracay Regency (one of finest hotels in the island, me love the place) sponsored by the hotel’s officials in cooperation with the Philippine National Red Cross. I was working graveyard shift last night, so I was practically a walking dead when I showed this morning. I’m glad my blood pressure and hemoglobin count turned normal despite the lack of sleep and nourishment. Haha. But this bloody season turned out to be something memorable. It was painful.
I don’t mean to discourage anyone from donating their blood since the process is generally PAIN-FREE, it’s just that this time I got pinned real hard out there. My veins, both on my arms, are not really that thick than normal and it really takes some skills to suck some blood. In most case, it usually ends up where an expert bleeder or the veteran guys that gets the job done when the newbies can’t. This time the head of the bleeding team went on my right arm to bleed. I think he hit some nerve or some sensitive muscle inside, he hits the veins and out of pain I was almost out of breath as he pushed the needle through some spots hoping to pin that elusive vein. Of course I did not complain or said about the pain, that would be rude. They give up on my right arm and transferred on my left. There Ma’am Melanie Rojo, the med-tech I got in touch with about the donation, hits the spot. Finally blood came out, all 450cc of them.
It’s actually my 22nd blood donation for the Philippine National Red Cross (I also donated once at PGH). This bloody hobby started way back in 2006 as a college freshman, and since then there was no stopping by. I just wanted a flat one for my NSTP subject that time, never expected that would be the start of a lifelong personal crusade. I may not be Anglina Jolie, Brad Pitt, Rosa Rosal, Mother Theresa and other great humanitarians, but every single time I give blood I feel like I am of them saving the world one drop of blood at a time.
- Is it completely safe to donate blood? (zocdoc.com)
- Blood Donation (thecurvyspine.wordpress.com)
- Can I give a blood donation if I’m anemic? (zocdoc.com)
- Barf to Valentine’s Day 2012 (A repost on Anti-Valentine’s Day) (blurasis.wordpress.com)
- T-Shirt of the Day Award for Valentine’s Day (lol-teez.com)