March 31, 2013
I am terrified of needles, but when I heard about the blood donation day at my high school I felt the urge to donate. The thought of being a hero sounded fun. The day I donated blood I was excited but nervous at the same time. When they put the needle in me I couldn't watch, and just my luck they missed my vain. It took three different ladies to finally get it in the right place, but after that it was smooth sailing. I thought that donating was going to be scary, but it was actually one of the coolest experiences I've ever had. All of the workers were kind and liked to make me laugh which helped calm my nerves. It went by faster than I expected and they made sure that I ate before I left. A couple of weeks later I received letters in the mail which contained the story of a small, baby girl named Reese who is a Blood Recipient. I was told I was a Hero, and I felt like one. I will always remember my first time giving blood and plan to donate in the future. Taking the pain of the needle, was worth the warmth I felt in my heart.