That is a misleading title for this post.
Earlier this week I donated blood. Sort of. I have been “differed” from the general donation pool because sometimes a life of gnar means your are too cool to pool. Here is a list (on the second page) of reasons why one might be differed. You can guess in the comments section which two apply to me.
Instead I donate at the Canadian Blood Services reasearch branch that is conveniently located at UBC. This was my tenth time donating there. Also, rather than donating whole blood as I have in the past, this time I donated platelets.
The process took about 90 minutes rather than 5. My blood was extracted a bit at a time, spun through a centrifuge, the platelets were diverted to a collection bag, and the remaining blood stuffs were then pumped back into my body. This was repeated many times. Most of the blood came back to me so I only lost about 400 mL of fluid. The blood is returned with a bit of anti-coagulant to improve reintegration. It reacts with the calcium in the blood stream making for tingly lips. This was a fun and novel sensation. Also the blood is slightly cooler. That is also a curious sensation. I’d wager neither sensation can really be captured by anyone less than a poet (which I am not) so I recommend you do it “just to see”.
Perks: hot water bottle and blankets; unlimited supply of tums (for that calcium jolt); complementary HIV and Hep screening; tasty cranberry juice.