This semester I really needed an income while at school and since it is impossible to find a job in this small college town I started to give plasma. This shows you how desperate I am for money since I have always been terrified of needles! Well i have not had any real problems so far but i always hear the horror stories; I hoped I wouldn't be one.
Today after devotional i went with my friend Tyler the the plasma center like usual and everything was going fine like usual. I had to give a little more since I was over the weight i am usually at (due to my super fly but heavy rainboots i was wearing today). I only had to give like 4 more ounces but I didnt feel like it would be a problem. I am a tough girl. So everything went fine and I got up to go wait to get paid and I started to feel really sick. I was super nauseous, taking short hard breaths, my chest felt squeezed and hurt, and i was extremely light headed. I sat down on the chairs and leaned my head on the wall. I think i heard a guy talking to me but i was out of it and next thing i know i am on my back laying across the chairs being pulled up by two guys. I had passed out. Everything was blurry and my ears were ringing with rage. the pressure was enormous on the sides of my head and my nausea continued. They took me and laid me down in one of the plasma chairs.A guy brought a trash can next to me but i was determined not to vomit. That only lasted about 30 seconds and the painful regurgitating of my stomach began. My whole body felt weak and all i wanted to do was sleep. Luckily tyler was there and he called a ride for me. I was so grateful he was there to help me out. He kept me from freaking out too much by making me laugh and joking with me. He helped me to get home and then made sure someone was home to help. Chelsea my amazing roommate and close friend was home and she helped take care of me. I took a nap and tried to get better ( i had a test to take tonight) after about an hour I woke up and i felt sick again. I
had my trash can by the couch and once again I emptied my stomach. The liquid I had consumed since i last vomited all came back into view in the bucket. I asked chelsea to call someone to give me a blessing and within a few min Tyler and Javin were over. I am so grateful for them and especially the priesthood and this school where i am surrounded by worthy priesthood holders.
After they left Chelsea helped me to my bed and I slept until 9. (unfortunately 9 is when the testing center closes). I feel much better now but i am still weak. My strength is slowly returning and I was finally able to eat something. Hopefully by tomorrow I will be as good as new and be able to work extra hard to make up for my lost time today.
I will not be giving plasma anymore
1. i am afraid to do it now and i hate it anyways
2. since i passed out and got sick i am not allowed to give for 6 weeks or so and there is only 3 weeks left
3. i wont be able to donate in Turkey and most likely not when i come back
so thats the end of that. No more.
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