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The plasma places are kind of creepy.
The first visit is usually the longest. I had to bring a copy of my SS Card and proof of address in the form of a utility bill or something in my name being sent to my current address.
You fill out paperwork and read a long list of things that disqualify you (having Hep B or C, HIV, etc). If you've ever given blood with the Red Cross, you know the questions they ask you? They ask the same things at the plasma place.
Then after you fill out the paperwork, you sit and wait. And wait. And wait.
Then they take a blood sample to check your hematocrit and hemoglobin---see if you have enough iron in your blood and that you're hydrated enough (oh yeah! Drink plenty of clear fluids before you go, and make sure to eat something decent ((not high sugar junk)) before you go--you'll have a lesser chance of passing out).
Then after they take your H&H, you sit and wait. And wait. And wait.
Then they make you do a pee test. I was afraid they'd test for pot, but they didn't. After you do the pee test, you wait. And wait. And wait.
Then an RN gives takes you in a room and gives you a very cursory physical exam (check heart, lungs, and that's about it). Then you sit. And wait. And wait. And wait.
When you're about ready to donate blood, they ask you the red cross questions and check your arms to make sure you don't have track marks.
Then they take you in the donation room and hook you up to a machine. The chairs are really comfy--they're "S" shaped so your legs are elvated, etc. Nice.
Hook up the needle and do the plasma thing. This is when being hydrated comes in handy. The more hydrated you are, the quicker you'll fill the bottle of plasma. What the machine does is it pulls out X amount of blood, then filters out the plasma, and then reinfuses the whole blood product back into your arm. They only take the plasma, none of the "red" blood.
They give you a squeezie thing to squeeze in your hand. Do this about every 5 seconds. Doing this and being hydrated make it REAL quick. Or alot quicker, I should say. There is NOTHING quick about selling plasma.
Then, when you've reached the ??ml of plasma, they unhook you and you go to the counter and get your cash.
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You can donate every other day, and they're willing to schedule you every other day for months in advance. I mean, they're paying you $30 for something THEY are getting several hundred for once it's converted to a pharmaceutical product.
The place I went had an incentive where you got an extra $10 every 10th visit or something. The first visit they pay you the most--I think I got $35 the first visit, then $20 each visit after that.
The entire first visit lasted about 2.5 hours. Subsiquent visits are much shorter since you don't have to go through the whole rigamarole of paperwork and questions. Bring a book or something to do. THe plasma place where I went showed movies in the lobby and in the donation room, but they were always shitty movies like "THe Animal" and "Dr Doolittle 2"...bleh.
And yes, you get paid cash. No turning in for taxes or nothing. No check. Just wrinkly dollar bills.
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I said above the place was creepy, and it was. And before anyone gets like I"m being snooty and elitist, I'm not. The people there were so diverse. There were people like me--students looking for cash, there were people who looked about $20 away from homelessness. There were single parents there. THere were couples there. The people donating were not creepy--they were your every day Americans. The place itself was creepy and I wondered why they were doing their best to continue the negative image that plasma selling places have? I mean, it wasn't unsanitary, but just junky. Holes in the chairs and stuff like that.
And there are the people there that were "regulars" and pretty much had the run of the place to themselves. One lady told me she had been coming to sell plasma every 2 days for the last 4 years, and if it wasn't for the cash she got from plasma sales her kids wouldn't eat.
Oh, and you get $$ if you refer people too.
It's not bad. Much boring. Bringbooks. And headphones.
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