As a way of making some extra money I have considered donating plasma. Let me tell you what happened to me the first, and only time, that I have donated plasma. It was quite a traumatic experience. The sorty below is true. It is from my old blog post from 2008, I am just going to copy and paste it. Please try to keep your laughing to a minimum:
"I recently had a life changing event in my life and I wanted to share it with all of you. A couple of weeks ago my roommate, Kristin, and I decided that we needed some extra money and thought the best thing to do was donate plasma. We made appointments at the local plasma center and the glorious day finally arrived. We gathered our three forms of ID and headed out. Little did I know the adventure that awaited me.
When we got there we had to be weighed and tested to see if we were even eligible to donate. Kristin didn't weigh enough to donate. I definitely did not have that problem, so I gave Kristin my car keys and told her to come pick me up in a couple of hours. I passed the physical and was able to donate. I must admit I was a bit scared of having a needle in my arm, but I thought about the money I'd be receiving at the end and was able to go on. The process wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I sat and watched "Entrapment" while blood was pumped out of my arm and then pumped back in.
When my time was up, the cute plasma guy (I don't know what they are called) came and took the needle out and told me to walk over and sit by the window where they give you the money. He said that if I felt light headed I should let someone know. I walked over and sat down. I was proud of myself for not getting lightheaded...but then it all went downhill from there.
|I am sure this is how I looked when I fainted.|
The plasma boy brought me my money and I confidently walked out of the plasma center, pee pants and all!!! Kristin was waiting outside, I jumped in the car and we headed home. But, of course, we needed food, so don't worry, we stopped by Curry in a Hurry on the way home and I even walked in to order my food and then quickly walked back to the car and waited for Kristin to bring the food out. I am now proud to say that I finally have an embarrassing story to share with others and to allow others to laugh at my expense. But hey, the $40 was worth it! The question now is: Do I go back to plasma place and continue to donate or should I never show my face there again?"
What do you think people? Should I give donating plasma another try?