Like they say... there's always a first time for everything!
SPCBC had a blood donation campaign today. After going through a heavy struggle, I decided to hop in and give it a shot.
As the saying goes, everyone remembers their first time!
It may seem like a normal blood donation drive to most of you, some of my friends donated as much as 6 times already and their only age 21++. But to me it's been a wonderful and special journey
I remember first being asked to hand out the leaflets in Kelana Jaya LRT. Me and Zhi Jie standing in front of the entrance and giving it out to everyone who goes through the ticket machine. Until we got chase out by the guard, but we were pretty determined (or stubborn if you prefer) so we went ahead and continue on the Kelana Jaya bridge :-P
(this is Zhi Jie donating his blood on the actual day)But what impacted me the most was when we were asked to hand out leaflets in SS2 Pasar Malam (Thursday). Although we had more people, but the crowd was significantly even bigger. I remember it being the day I got rejected the most in my life :D
I set a target to at least hand out all the leaflets in my hand by the end of the day. Unfortunately it started to rain, and I had around 10 left. Even my friend was calling us to retreat, but I was determined (or stubborn!) So I ignored him and went on handing out leaflets despite the rain getting heavier. I guess it was only after 30 minutes in the rain did I manage to finish all the leaflets in my hand.
Normally I would have run to a nearby mamak to rest when I see a drop a rain, but somehow I was determined to finish the job, It was kinda like a deal between me and GOD, and I don't feel like disappointing him.
Then came the actual day itself. I was pretty determined before that I wanted to give it a try today. But honestly, I'm scared as hell! A big needle poked in to my veins and then sucking blood of me! I was shaking so hard I couldn't even ate my wanton mee lunch properly.
But what the heck, I just couldn't forgive myself if I let this chance slip. I couldn't even imagine God's disappointed face when his son couldn't stand up to his determination. After a deep prayer later, I went ahead and lie on the bed, waiting for the needle to suck my blood dry
To be honest it didn't hurt at all, I couldn't even feel a thing when they remove the needle from me. But I was a bit dizzy and had to lie down slightly longer. But overall it was fine. I even went to sing K later, haha
I'm finally taking this opportunity to thank god, it's another breakthrough for me, though small. And of course to my friends who stayed beside me, through out the whole process. Let's see if I can do again in another 6 months.
.JPG)
