...didn't go so well. At all.
It started out pretty normal. I read the information, had a couple questions asked, stuff like that. But because my blood type is the "universal donor," they wanted me to do a special kind of procedure that would process my blood while it was being drawn so it could get to the hospital quicker. I said yeah, no problem, I don't mind.
But then they wanted to do it on my left arm. I didn't think it was a problem until they couldn't find my vein. No, they hadn't stuck me yet, just so you know. But they couldn't find the vein. So they moved to my right arm. But I guess I was dehydrated, so they had me drink an entire bottle of water before they started. And all this time I was getting more and more nervous because I HATE blood.
Well, they finally stuck me, and for maybe five minutes, everything was going well. Then my blood stopped flowing through the needle. They had to stop and try to get a better angle in my vein, and I started shivering (not sure if that was from shock, cold, or nerves), and they were moving that stupid needle around for FIVE FREAKING MINUTES!!! And all the while my shivering was getting more and more wild.
Finally they just told me I was done and unhooked me.
I hate blood.
Fare thee well, friend!