This is pretty much me in my attempt to donate plasma today. I’ve been preparing myself for months, working out and eating right. Everyone told me I was too small and that it was a terrible idea but after three attempts they finally stuck me with the needle. I passed out, went into convulsions (with the needle still in so I wrecked my vein), threw up (projectile) on to a nurse, and shook so violently they could hardly put the second needle in to rehydrate me. All through some pretty gnarly abdominal cramps, I kept warning the nurse sitting next to me that I might lose control of my bowels and oh god , if I poop on you, I am so so sorry.