Hemophobia

During childhood times, I was like a Magnet welcoming accidents ranging from bleeding, wounds, swollen and ext. Blood to me was nothing. But a recent activity has brought me to discover my weakness of fearing bloods. It is called Hemophobia (hee-mo-fo-bee-ya).

My uni was having this Blood Donation Drive in the concourse. Everyone was so exhilarated, talking over about the drive, their first ever experience donating blood and the ‘theoretical factors’ of an eligible donor. I, myself was keyed up about the drive in wanting to contribute something to the society.

As I was walking with my group of boisterous friends towards the drive, deep inside I felt something was wrong, I mean something went wrong. I really don’t feel good. From afar, one glance of that red thick, drops dribbling into that transparent plastic packet has triggered my body entire system. My legs turned jelly out of a sudden. The butterflies in my tummy was flying and racing in full speed restlessly. My head felt dizzy when the smell of rust and salt blended with a strong smell of sterilized clinical equipment wafted through my nostrils. I was clutching my friend tight as the nurse effortlessly inserted the needle right through the skin. The sight of the blood drive awakens my inner voice. “Can you do it, Carol?” it whispered. A ray of thoughts ran through my mind. I was visualizing myself sitting on the chair, squashing the ball to assist the blood flow. Blood flowing out of my veins into the tube and into the transparent plastic packet. “Come out, you can do it!”

My rational thoughts wrestled with my emotions, my little courage. My friends were filling the forms. For me, I can’t even hold the pen straight as my hands were literally shaking. Finally, I chickened Out!! Cowardice, I told myself. Many threw up and had fainting spells after donating. Since I was not, I was the ‘Nurse of the Day’, providing tissues and hot drinks.

I really wanted to donate, but I guessed that day was not the right time. I shall donate once I’m ready overcoming that fear, fear of blood.

PS: Do donate as it benefits the donor and the recipient. =) cheers