The one that I wanted to do for a long long long time. One time they said the iron level was not up to the expected mark, another time my blood pressure was lower than expected, another time I was expecting, another time I was feeling low myself and so on the task was postponed all along just to do it on the right day yes on the International Woman’s day that is today 🙂 🙂
I saw the notice at office pantry few days back that there is a drive at my workplace on March 8th and made a mental note to self that I should give it a try this time. I had no reason to be rejected this time. I was well prepared. I informed M and asked him to keep his phone ON just in case if I pass out during/after the procedure or something. I shared the details with Adi and she was excited for me. I was physically and mentally fit at least according to my own standards. So, there with all preparations I stepped out of my desk at 12pm and took elevator to the floor where the drive was happening.
As I slowly approached the place a woman greeted me with a warm smile and directed me to a guy. He spoke to me for few minutes in general, he was thrilled to know that this is my first time and gave me a beeeg form to fill up. I filled all the columns carefully, read the consent form and signed it. After that I was directed to a nurse. For one question in the form I misunderstood rather I read it the way I expected it to be and ticked the wrong check box. The question was “Are you under 110 pounds?” and I marked “YES” 😀 😀 .. At least that statement was true in papers for few minutes until the nurse corrected it :(. Then, she checked my iron level, temperature, blood pressure and spoke to me in general. The iron level checking machine faulted the first time and she had to prick my finger one more time :(. I had band-aids on two fingers. I could have removed it after 10 minutes but I kept them on for the next three hours for a reason. Every time I saw those band-aids on my fingers while typing on the keyboard I got this proud feel that I did it that transported me to cloud nine :). While she was busy pricking my finger she also checked with me about how to make the Indian chicken curry the spicy one at that. By the way she is an non-Indian. I thought she was just redirecting my thoughts to avoid the pricking pain but she was serious about the recipe. I tried to explain about garam masala, coriander powder and then we decided its better to write it down. So, after all the checks and I was declared fit to proceed to next step she handed me a piece of paper and I wrote down the ingredients/procedure to make a yummy Indian chicken gravy. Who knows she might try the recipe tonight at home and her family might thank me enough 🙂 “Nenappu dhaan sila perukku pozhaipai kedukumaam” (Translation is very difficult guys. English master-i SnS – help please).
Alright, then I proceeded to the next table with my form. I was greeted by a mid-aged man. He had a look at the form, surprised to know this is my first time and inquired if I am feeling good. I nodded my head with a big yes though I was nervous inside. I was just acting brave outside. He made me sit on a bed and checked the veins on my right hand for few minutes. No luck. At every stage I had this fear that I might get disqualified. My heart was beating faster when he couldn’t find the vein and I thought he would reject my case. But, he asked me to sit on the other side of the bed and checked veins on my left hand. There I got it at the first try and then the routine procedure followed :). He tapped on the veins few times and injected a big needle into the vein. The next moment, I saw that, the one I was so desperate to donate flowing through the IV line. It has been collected in five tubes and then in a pint sized bag. It took around 15 to 20 minutes for the bag to be filled and then I was directed to a rest area. I ate a small pack of shortbread cookies, drank a bottle of cranberry juice and rested for a while. Then, I marched back to my desk with head high and two stickers on either side of my shirt. The stickers read “I have donated Blood” and “Be nice to me. It’s my First Blood Donation” :).
Yes people, I donated blood for the first ever time in my life today. I treated myself enough rest of the day. I had vada pav and donuts. 🙂 What I donated blood for the first time guys. There is no credit for counting how many times I wrote in this post as “I am donating for the first time”. Its just that excitement. 😀 😀 😀 I am glad I did it finally and wish to continue with this tradition whenever possible. It was not that painful at all. I called M and shared the brave news. I also told him that “They have advised that I can do anything at office but as soon as I enter home I should take complete bed rest for next two days and allowed (strictly) only to use laptop”. To keep my sanity I leave the reaction part open to your guesses 😀 😀 . I am so so so so so happy today as if I have done some great achievement. This is a big deal to me. One of my long pending wish 🙂
On a different note yesterday evening we walked back from school as the weather was pleasant. That gave us enough time (read as 25 minutes) to have a good chat. I told Adi about Woman’s day and blood donation. She was very adamant that she wanted to make something for me. She was asking what’s my favorite snack. We started with chocolate dipped strawberries, moved on to cup cakes, then to cashew biscuits and settled on a cup of milk. As I had to buy all the ingredients for her to fix the snack for me and I was in no mood to make a visit to the store, I said all I wanted is a cup of milk. A win-win situation to promote a glass of milk and not to take extra effort of visiting the store. She decided to enhance it to a cup of bournvita milk and her dad from whom she took help decided to enhance it further to a cup of bournvita-horlicks milk. Whatever, so for Woman’s day I got to drink a cup of hot flavored milk. It might sound cliche who cares about the flavor when the drink has been made especially for you with loads and loads of love 😉 Mind you people I prepared the dinner and did all my other regular household chores.
When Adi was asking me about my favorite I said “Why do you ask? Anyways you were never good to me. You always say either “Go away” or “I don’t like you” to me. Pat came the reply “That’s only for that minute amma. Only when you make me mad by saying something. Otherwise I love you sooooo much. You know you are the best mommy in this world”. You are like that “President of the world”. She added “Seriously I am not joking you are the BEST mommy in this world”. Now I doubt that ;). When I clarified there is noone called “President of the world” she said “I know , I know, but just imagine like that, like you are the best in this whole world”. And guess where was I? I was there in the floor all melted away. This girl has mastered the art of coaxing I say.
Edited to add below:
The daddy’s girl also questioned when is Man’s day? I said “I don’t know. May be there is but its not as popular as Woman’s day”.
She continued with a series of questions “Why is it not there? If its there why is it not so popular? why are woman so special? why is there no daddy’s day? why do men say ladies first? why should ladies be first everywhere?” why? why? why? I didn’t know really I didn’t know what to say.
I just replied “You will understand after you grow up” and my mind voice said “Even if you don’t understand at least you will not ask these questions aloud” !!!!!