Why I Donate: Student Stories
by Jordan boggess
It was fun and painless
My school does a blood drive every year and you have to be at least 16 years old to donate blood. My Freshman year I was not old enough; my Sophomore year, this year, I was. When most people turn 18 they buy lottery tickets or spray paint, when they turn 21 they drink alcohol. When I turned 16, donating blood was what I wanted to do.
My first time donating blood
In the past I've wanted to donate blood to help other but never really got the chance to do it til about two months ago when an opportunity arose in my neighborehood where I used to live. I took the chance, signed up and went there for my appointment, it wasn't as bad as I thought it was gonna be. Not only that but I felt completely fine before, during and after I had donated the blood. I even had some water with me and while I was there I got something to drink and had a snack or two after I was done donating. If given the chance in the future, I would do it again because I wanna be able to help others out that really need it no matter the reasons that thy may need the blood or anything. I'm one of those people that will put others before myself in order to make sure people get the help they may need.
My first time
by CJ Sawdey
Im 16 and i donated for the first time in December of 2013 and i LOVED IT. All of the volunteers were amazing and the process itself was fast. After the blood was taken, the had me sit for 15 mins. and gave me snacks and drinks. Im only 16, but im going to become a regular donor now, thanks to the American Red Cross volunteers.
My First Time Donating Blood
Hi. My name is Willow Stalker. My first time donating blood was when I was a Senior in high school at Schuylerville Senior High School. I had never donated blood before, so I was pretty scared. I managed to make it through my whole first time donating blood. :)
When I was 14-15 years old, my older cousin was diagnosed with lukeima. This shattered us all in the family since she was only 25 with two little girls at home. We had a blood drive to see who can help with a bone marrow transplant or whatever they needed to do with it, I was young and didn't know what to do or how I could help. Her mother was diabetic, her father was already old. And one sister was pregnant and the other sister didn't have the same blood type. Ugh. so frustrating. A few months later she passed away, no one was able to help. So from then on, I thought if I could help others the way we wanted people to help us, it would make me feel better and clear my conscience for not being able to help my cousin.
first and definitely not last time donating
I tried donating last month and nothing came out. I tried again today and I finally got some blood out I feel so good donating blood and saving other peoples lives by my blood. I will not stop donating . my lucky arm right here
My first blood donation!
For a long time I had watched my dad come home with the bandage on his arm, he would donate blood during his break at work. It seemed so easy, to donate in that short of time. After a long wait, I was finally 16, which meant that I would be able to donate (with a parent accompanying me). Days before my birthday I called and made the appointment, I went in around 11 on my birthday, all excited and nervous about giving blood. But, my nerves got the best of me. My pulse got me deferred, and let me tell you, I was pretty let down.
A few weeks later, I went back. I was ready and excited again. I knew that I needed my pulse to stay down, and I tried so hard, and the nurse was so patient. But, nevertheless, I was yet again deferred.
But, on Saturday (today is Monday, December 30th), I had another appointment. I was excited to try again (especially about the limited time shirt!!!) and so I went. I wasn't nervous, I wasn't over excited. When the nurse took my pulse, it was 120. I was defeated yet again. I knew that I had one more shot at getting my pulse down. She told me to wait and calm down. During that time, I was yelling at myself in my head, I wanted to calm down, I had to. So, when the nurse's boss came in, I was ready. I told her about my allergy medication that might be an issue. Then, a minute later, I was finally told I could. I managed to get my pulse to 96. I cannot describe the excitement I felt. When the nurse left the room, I was dancing in my chair (literally), I was bouncing up and down, grinning ear to ear.
I went through all the questions, the whole process. After a couple of minutes of searching for a vein, because mine are small, I was finally able to.
I expected a much worse pain. Honestly, getting my nose pierced (a little over a year ago) was a far worse pain than the needle in my arm. I felt great before, during, and after. If I could, I think I could donate again tomorrow and still be fine.
Donating blood was such a fulfilling experience, I can't wait to do it again. If you're eligible, PLEASE DONATE!! Someone needs it. I always tell myself that if (god forbid) a loved one got into a situation where they needed blood, that someone would be as kind as myself to donate blood. Be the change that you want to see in the world!!
The first time I gave blood was when I was in Vinton, IA, doing a program called AmeriCorps NCCC. I'm originally from Baltimore and ever since the first time I gave blood, I haven't stopped! I have save a total of 9 lives maybe more. Since the beginning of 2012 I have been giving back to the community and giving blood. I love to help out as much as i can, and I will continue to help til I can't no more!!
Gave it a shot and now I won't stop!
I first donated blood a few months ago. After donating blood twice, I noticed a sign saying that A positive donors are needed for platelet donations. I signed up for my first platelet donation. Everyone was so nice and helpful during this first donation and the thought of helping more people with a platelet donation than a whole blood (especially with my blood type) made me want to keep giving. I just gave my 4th platelet donation and have no intention of stopping! If the worst thing we have to do to save someone is sit still for 90 minutes, then we're lucky! After spreading the word about platelet donation, I learned that one of my best friends had several blood and platelet donations when he was an infant to battle cancer. It saved his life. I'm glad to be part of saving someone's life :)