You may recall me talking about donating plasma in my last post, and how my blood started clotting, which made the ordeal very draining/tiring? To summarize, Because my blood started clotting and was collecting in the machine, but was not being returned to me, I was actually loosing blood and not getting it back. Imagine sitting down somewhere and having your blood drained for about an hour, that’s essentially what happened to me. And because my right arm was starting to bruise from the ordeal, they decided it would be best to switch to my other arm and just set the machine to return the blood to me without separating the plasma as I had begun to suffer the first stages of blood loss.

Well, a few hours after all was said and done my arms were sore and tender as fuck, excuse the language. To top it off, they were both swollen around the area where the needle was injected and bruising to boot!

That’s how they looked yesterday, now they’re looking even scarier. Lots of burst blood vessels near the surface of my skin, and look, funny bruises that aren’t even that close to the needle mark to boot!

Yeah, I wish I could say those yucky spots are actually dirt and I need to go wash up. Sadly, that’s the result of the not so successful plasma donation.

I’ve never bruised up that bad before, not after a plasma donation, or anything for that matter really. The swelling in my right arm (picture above and on the right) has gone down, but the swelling in the left arm has pretty much remained the same.

Perhaps I should consider not donating plasma anymore? I seem to always come out the worse for wear.