So I had an appointment to give blood today (I just got home) from the American Red Cross location across the street, where I have been giving blood on a regular basis.
After going through all of the one on one questions, iron test, blood pressure, and waiting, I get told to verify my weight from a different nurse. I tell her, again confirming what is written down. She says, "Unfortunately we cannot let you donate today. We have recently been enforcing the weight restriction on the recliner chairs in the donation area. They have a limit of 350 lbs and I wouldn't want to see anything happen to you."
Now I'm not far over the mark, and I have given blood there several times without incident, but because the chair "squeaked" while having a large man in the chair they feared getting sued by the one fat ass that it breaks down on. So now my goal is to not just lose some weight for my health, future kids, and to fit into some nice clothes, but to also give blood? I mean come on! Provide a chair that can hold my lard ass long enough to donate my blood to some poor soul who needs it.
I'm sorry but I just find this shocking, and for obvious reasons a little embarrassing having to leave the center not because I have AIDS but because I'm too fat.
~Gwen
After going through all of the one on one questions, iron test, blood pressure, and waiting, I get told to verify my weight from a different nurse. I tell her, again confirming what is written down. She says, "Unfortunately we cannot let you donate today. We have recently been enforcing the weight restriction on the recliner chairs in the donation area. They have a limit of 350 lbs and I wouldn't want to see anything happen to you."
Now I'm not far over the mark, and I have given blood there several times without incident, but because the chair "squeaked" while having a large man in the chair they feared getting sued by the one fat ass that it breaks down on. So now my goal is to not just lose some weight for my health, future kids, and to fit into some nice clothes, but to also give blood? I mean come on! Provide a chair that can hold my lard ass long enough to donate my blood to some poor soul who needs it.
I'm sorry but I just find this shocking, and for obvious reasons a little embarrassing having to leave the center not because I have AIDS but because I'm too fat.
~Gwen
