I gave blood today! First time ever. The bloodmobile visited us at work:
I was really worried beforehand that they might reject me, but all went well, no problem, the needles hurt for about a millisecond and not very much when they do, actually the most painful thing is either the radio in the background or all the water you have to drink making its way straight to the bladder it seems. Was a bit light-headed afterwards, not majorly, more like after a big glass of wine on an empty stomach, and this mostly went away after lunch. Some people were rejected because they don't have enough iron, or still had a cold, my friend with the recently-broken ankle was told to come back when the swelling had completely gone because she needs all her blood while it's still swollen.
I'm glad it all went OK, actually better than OK, I thought it was awesome. The thing with blood donation in the UK is that many people's introduction to donating blood was via Tony Hancock
I got home this afternoon - not with a "Be nice to me, I gave blood today" (like Dad always used to bring back when he donated blood at work) or "1st donation" sticker, but with my little booklet about giving blood - a card & info about my blood type will be sent to me later. This got Dad up to search for his little book full of stamps from his blood donations but it wasn't in any of the many drawers he searched through. Also, Mum had received an email from her cousin, a geanalogy enthusiast, to say that through her paternal grandmother, we are direct descendants of King Edward I (through his daughter Joan) and therefore of William the Conqueror. Cool :)