Blood banks and warm juice

TLDR: Salma throws a fit over a juice brick in the blood bank. A comedic interlude.

ICU receptionist: « PATIENT LOTFY : we need four bags of blood go to the blood bank and donate.

Me:-why ? What’s wrong now ?

ICU receptionist: - I don’t know ask the doctor

Me:- I already saw the doctor at 4 pm and he said I wouldn’t be allowed to see him again. He didn’t say anything about a transfusion

ICU receptionist: -well that’s because you insisted on seeing him pre rounds

Me:- that’s because you guys moved my father without telling me and it took me 20 minutes to track him down in the hospital. All this for an infection he likely caught here. Go find out what’s wrong.

ICU receptionist:-they want the blood because he has high blood fluidity levels

I go to the blood bank. The blood bank receptionist says that he needs four people to donate 1 bag of O+ each or else we need to buy it from another hospital. I volunteer to donate and we are working on a solution for the rest. Now the funny part.

The blood bank technician is gruff and grumpy but not an unkind guy and there is a rather weird looking young man donating blood. The technician is finding out my blood type and the weird looking young man says:

-Hey doc, don’t take too long, I fill up the bag very quickly. I’m a very healthy young man if you know what I mean (winks weirdly).

Blood bank technician: -sure ya captain I’ll try to save you before you bleed out.

I do some more complaining to the blood bank technician concerning the lack of patient information.

Blood bank technician:-why are you complaining to me, complain to those in charge

Me:-those in charge are nowhere to be found.

I finish donating and the doctor hands me a tepid brick of low quality apple juice. I’ve been to hell and back and my inner five year old is throwing a tantrum.

Me:-I don’t like apple juice

Blood bank technician: -what do you want ?

Me:-Guava juice

Blood bank technician:-here

Me:-it’s warm

Blood bank technician:-drink it or you’ll pass out