Every other time I go there’s a small tweak to the procedure
What like legs up, legs down, pint of water, clench and unclench buttocks etc etc.
I’m on 10 or 11. Neddles scare the poo out of me. I go light headed most of the time, and normally get a bollocking off the head nurse as a result!
It was the old man who talked me into it. He’s done almost 80 and is due up to London for a fancy “Thank you” shindig.
He said, “If someone you care about needed blood, you’d be first in the queue. Only it doesn’t work like that”
I took a dose of MTFU and am rather proud of myself in and sad, overinflated sort of way everytime I finish and walk out.