Well, the best laid giving plans were foiled. I was to donate blood today. I managed to pull myself together and call a cab and haul myself to the blood donor clinic. They stabbed my finger, and had me go through a long list of screening questions. Then we went through my medications to check in a big book to see if there were any problems there… and… there was. I was eligible honestly and legitimately in every single item but one. One of the medications I take, seroquel disqualified me.
Now, here is the kicker, it disqualifies me because it puts me at risk to give blood, not that my blood places anyone else at risk. Seroquel is a medication that builds up in the body, to a therapeutic level. Giving a volume of my blood will mean that the medication levels in my blood will be reduced and this could cause mood swings for me.Â Now it doesn’t matter if my Dr. says it’s okay, I can’t get a note, anything like that, doesn’t matter if it’s my body my medication… blah blah blah. It’s their policy. However, their policy around medications like that is if you don’t take it for the three days prior to giving blood, then you _can_ donate. So… I’m allowed to discontinue my medication for three days and then donate blood. Does this make sense to you? Obviously my blood levels are going to be much worse off this way. It’s not recommended that I do so, go off my meds for three days then donate. However, it’s not dangerous for me, and it’s a decision I’m perfectly capable and allowed to make.
It’s their policy… So.. what am I going to do? Make another appt. to give blood for next time the blood clinic is in Chilliwack, skip my meds for three days, give blood, and probably have some mood swings for a few days… that I wouldn’t have had if they’d just taken my damn blood to begin with. LOL. She assured me it wasn’t that my medications would be bad for the blood recipients, its that they didn’t want to lower my blood levels of the medication. *groan*.
The only thing I managed to give today was a good tip to the cab driver.
I was then feeling rather dejected and sorry for myself for being turned away over something so trivial. I walked in the rain for a few blocks to the local Dicken’s sweet shop and tea shop, bakery, cafe, museum, etc… fantastic little place here in Chilliwack. I consoled myself with ‘high tea’ I had little puff pastries, and little sandwiches with the crusts cut off, and petite fours, and they had a lovely matcha tea available (they have about 150 teas available). I browsed the shop after my tea until Wolfe got off of work and could rescue me stranded in this little haven in the rain.
I then proceeded to further indulge, and we went to the mall, and had shopping therapy, I hit the little accessories store and bought two rings and 5 hair accessories. 30 bucks on shiny things with velvet and lace and feathers… pretty feminine accents.
I have all my blood… Wolfe offered to take some from me, but it’s not the same.
I did get lots of ideas for future giving though. I can’t really complain, out of all the things I like to ‘get’… ideas are my favourites.