I feel bad when I’m not supposed to.
We received a message from HR about somebody needing a B+ blood type donor. The qualifications fit me and I went to the person who’s niece was affected. We went to the hospital and I could see the relatives already histerical because the blood platelet dropped down; since the child was already in comatose.
I was screened before I could get my blood transfused but I didn’t pass. Not because I was positive (sheesh), but because the vein in my left arm wasn’t big enough. I was even joking at the nurse on how to make it big but she told me that it doesn’t work that way. They will be using a machine to extract and pump blood back and forth and because my left arm’s vein wasn’t as visible as that of my right arm, I was left in dismay.
I told it to the person and they just thanked me for trying. But deep inside I felt bad. I know I shouldn’t because it’s not my fault. It’s just that the condition was already critical and I really wanted to do something good but I never was able to.
It’s sad that you feel helpless just because of a stupid vein. I shouldâ€™ve asked for a second opinion just to be sure if the nurse’s judgment would coincide or not. But I guess I shouldn’t complain much; as if I’m a medical person.
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