URgh, I know what you mean. Last time I gave blood (20+ years ago) the woman kept digging around with the needle, scraping tendons and such. I almost threw up.
I can't feel guilty anymore about not donating, since I lived in Europe for several years, and the current assumption is still that all Europe-dwellers harbor mad cow disease.
URgh, I know what you mean. Last time I gave blood (20+ years ago) the woman kept digging around with the needle, scraping tendons and such. I almost threw up.
I can't feel guilty anymore about not donating, since I lived in Europe for several years, and the current assumption is still that all Europe-dwellers harbor mad cow disease.