Blood Donor And Receiver Chart Novels & Stories

I tremble as I try to stand by myself. "She needs blood, urgently! Her blood group is B negative," Lilly says, straightening her white uniform. "I can't donate blood to Kyrah, mine is A positive." I feel a tear escape my left eye and I brush it away quickly. "Dad is O negative!" Vic says as he fishes his phone and dials dad. I sit on one of the seats at the reception and hang my head low as I sob quietly. Hot tears burn my eyes and cheeks and they keep streaming down endlessly, like water from an open faucet.

“We’re contacting one more hospital. They said they may have leftover units. It’s being rushed here now.” “What if it doesn’t reach on time?” Carl choked out. No one answered him. The silence was louder than anything. My chest tightened. Not just from fear—something deeper. Something old. Something buried. Dad wasn’t a match. Mom was A negative. I was O positive. My vision blurred again and my thoughts twisted into something terrifying and unfamiliar. Who am I? But I didn’t get to process it. A nurse rushed back into the room with a small container in hand. “We got it! Two units—O positive.”

“Alpha Darius, you’ve lost a significant amount of blood over the past few days. The battles… your body is already compromised. Taking more blood now, especially the volume required for an infant transfusion, could be fatal.” “I don’t care.” “I do.” Dr. Charles’s voice was firm. “If you die on that table, your daughter loses her father and gains nothing. We need a donor who’s healthy enough to survive the procedure.” The logic was sound. I hated it, but it was sound. “Then who?” Kiera asked from beside me. “Eli’s too young. Who else has compatible alpha bloodline?” Dr. Charles pulled out a tablet, scrolling through what I assumed were test results. “We’ve been running emergency screens on al

“I– I'm O positive.” The doctor shook his head gently. “It won’t work. If we transfuse incompatible blood, it’ll kill him faster.” My knees buckled, but I forced myself upright, gripping the wall like it was the only thing tethering me to the earth. AB negative. My eyes lit up and dimmed in the same moment. Ryan was B negative but because he was unwell, he's unfit to donate blood. “Call the bank, call other hospitals, I’ll pay whatever—”

I say, making Amanda and Leroy exchange looks. "Mia, no. Siblings cannot donate bl—" "We are not full siblings. Half-siblings can donate blood, can't they?" I look at the nurse, my heart beating out of my chest, as I see Kenzie crying. "Yes, half-siblings can donate blood to each other, but it's not guaranteed they will always be a match. Half-siblings have a 50% chance of being a haploidentical match, meaning they share half of their Human Leukocyte Antigens, which are crucial for bone marrow and stem cell transplants. While this is a lower chance than a full sibling, it's still a possibility, and they can still donate if they are a suitable match. This young lady is O negative, so she is t

Draven answered. The doctor nodded. “Good. Then you’re clear.” We moved quickly into the adjacent donor suite. We’d already confirmed during a previous exam that Lunessa’s blood type was O-negative, rare, but compatible with both of ours. Still, hospital policy demanded a rapid crossmatch. “We’ll run a quick type-and-screen,” the doctor said as he took vials from us. “Just to confirm compatibility and eliminate risk of hemolytic reaction.” We sat in tense silence, only the ticking clock and our shallow breaths filling the room. Within minutes, the doctor returned. “Clean. No antibodies. Let’s begin.”

“We need to find another donor as soon as possible. We are running out of time.” I froze, eyes on the doctor, as his words echoed in my head. “Huh?” “What are you talking about, doctor?” How could he say that my blood didn't match Jeremy's? I'd donated blood to him in the past when he fell sick, so what has changed? “Your blood is type AB, and Jeremy's is O negative.” I blinked. “What?” I swallowed hard, my eyes dropping to the test result… It was written there boldly. My blood didn't match Jeremy's.

“Please take care of yourself so you can take care of your girlfriend.” I followed the doctor and the nurse to a room to get tested if I was compatible with Leila. However… “Sir, Miss Parker is O negative and you’re AB positive. She can only receive blood from another O-negative donor.” “What…” With all the frustration building up inside me, I got out and called Theodore. “We’re here.” I turned to see Theodore and Laura, both looked like they ran from the entrance to the emergency room. “Come with me, you need to get tested. Leila needs blood.”

Bryan could only helplessly turn to his wife. Lynda nodded reluctantly and left with Helena. 4 hours later the theatre door opened, a nurse rushed out. “Sister, what’s the status?” Lara ran with the nurse, her voice hoarse from crying. “The patient needs blood.” “What's her blood group?” Ed walked up in fast strides. “O-ve.” “Give me 5 mins.” Ed turned to check the blood bank at base and also sent a message on the military group forum requesting O-ve candidates to come to Holy cross if they are willing to donate blood.

I am such an irresponsible mother. “I doubt that because we need a blood donor who has an AB- blood type and that is a rare blood type so you need to find a blood donor if you are not AB- so that we can do the blood transfusion right away before her platelet will drop lower. So I will leave you now and check her again,” the doctor said, explaining to us and then went back to Alexa’s hospital room. My knees are getting weak, that is why Brian helped me to sit down on the bench.