rahhh. shu hui, michelle and i went to donate our blood in sch today.

after filling up the form, we went to scan in our IC.
next was a checkup from the doc. blood pressure and weight are taken.
shu hui failed in her blood pressure sad.
doc worried that she might have fits when she is donating.
she is out! for blood transfusion

next is babe.
she was fine in everything except her weight.
slightly too light for her height.

my turn!
im 55 kilograms. omg. i gained weight. (muscle?! in my dreams).
blood pressure was fine. but not my heart rate. im super damn nervous.

next stop is testin of iron level.
michelle's iron was alright. the blood drop sink real slow.
but it was still considered fine.

my turn. poke my finger tip.
draw my blood. sucksuck.
dip my blood into a blue solution.
and it didnt sink at all.
it stayed afloat. darn.

the nurse asked to stay aside.
she needs to find out the iron level in my blood.

'ms chew wei ling!'
'yes? did i pass?'
' no, ur iron level is too low for blood donation. pass this form to the doc.'
'shit. hais why low.'

mus be the 'i dont eat beef' matter.
mich likes beef. (:

'hi doc'
'erm ur iron level is fine for health but low for blood transfusion.'
passing me a bag of medicine. = iron pill 250mg
'eat this pills one wk before the next blood donation session. it should help to rise the iron in ur blood'
hais.
'thanks'

sad sad.... me and shu hui failed. we were OUT!.

mich entered the room.
injection taken to numb the skin.
needle is in for sucking the blood out.
rahhh..
she say not pain.
damn alot of blood in the bag.

ooooOOO.. i want to donate too.
shu hui wants to try it tmr again. i dont mind.
but i doubt i will pass again.

michelle has a green tape wrapped over her wound.
may get bruises.

i want the green smiley tape too.

chewychewy. need to eat more beef.