Wow, I am glad no serious damage was done! I can not even give blood. I am the biggest wimp. I remember the one time I went to give blood. I was doing it to get extra credit for a science class I was in. My mom is one of those couple gallon donors who gets all the cool gifts and stuff because she has been doing it forever. Not for the gifts, but because she likes to donate blood for others. Anyways, I went in and did the preliminary finger poke, and then they set me all up. I was holding the rolled up wash cloth pumping my fist and took one look at the blood running from the tube out of my body and that was it. I don't think I totally passed out, but I was definitely close. They rushed all these people over, elevated my feet above my chest and put cold compresses on my face and neck. I was getting nauseaus and swooning so they could not finish the blood withdrawal. I think I managed to get about half of the amount needed into the bag. They made me stay for a long time and gave me soooo many glasses of OJ to drink. I couldn't even force the cookie down. Needless to say, I have not been back to donate blood since.