By Andi Nowakowski
Limitations and sacrifice are an unfortunate aspect of living with a chronic condition, which is why I was very excited when, this summer, I was able to take part in an activity I’ve been wanting to do for a long time; I donated blood.
It may not sound like much, but between the numerous immunosuppressants I take on a daily basis, my Crohn’s disease diagnosis and all the issues that are in tandem with IBD, I didn’t know if this was a donation I would ever be able to make. Even so, when the company I was interning with over the summer announced it was hosting a blood drive, I decided to do some research and was surprised to find that I would likely be able to contribute!
Whew! This experience was a rewarding mix of anxiety and exhilaration. The day of the blood drive arrived, and I was asked to fill out a survey that included questions about my age, weight, specific medication use, surgeries, etc. They checked my vitals and iron levels and deduced that I was a good candidate to donate. The only thing left to do was sit down and give over some of my life-saving bodily fluids-- an accomplishment I have been dreaming about for years.
The nurse warned me to look away as she was about to place the needle, advice that, as a professional patient, I flippantly dismissed. Being an IBD patient, I am used to being poked and prodded with needles. Let me tell ya, that needle was MUCH larger than I anticipated. A word to the wise, if you have a fear of needles, you may want to keep your eyes averted at all costs should you decide to donate. In the end, it took about 15 minutes. They took a pint of blood while I sat in a reclining chair and enjoyed a well-earned snack. I was shocked at the amount of blood they drained out of me. Turns out, the average person has about 10-12 pints of blood in circulation but only needs about 8 to function normally. Honestly, though, I was really proud of myself for taking on this challenge and pushing my own limits.
Donating blood is a thankless, but worthwhile task. The person who will ultimately end up receiving your blood will never know who you are, but it is a life-saving and meaningful endeavor. For many, donating blood is a routine measure and most people probably don’t think twice about it, but for me, it was a way of giving back a little bit of good to the world. It was my way of saying, “Screw you Crohn’s.” It was my silent triumph against IBD and the limitations that come with it. The goal of this article is not to persuade you to go out and donate blood. I will say that it was physically challenging for me to do so. That being said, I do hope to inspire you to push yourself and seek out the endless possibilities that this world has to offer. Be patient with yourself and your condition, but don’t let IBD stop you from pursuing your dreams. Allow your experiences to strengthen your resolve and keep challenging yourself to experience all that you can.
As one of our founders, the late Cory Lane, used to say, “live each day like an adventure.”
Andi