Blood Group Donor And Receiver Chart Novels & Stories

Kyle frowned at looked at Nova with a questioning look. "Boss lost a lot of blood because of the accident. The hospital had only one bag of blood available in their blood bank. But it's not enough. They need more. His blood group is Rh negative. It's a very rare blood group. We are trying for the donors, but we didn't find any until now" Nova explained. Kyle's fists clenched with worry and concern. "I can give the blood. My blood group is Rh negative" Serra's soft voice rang, making everyone look at her with surprise and relief.

I asked her, extending the arms of concern and friendship. “Let's not worry about me sweetheart, I'm fine, okay?” she said, grinning widely as if to affirm the words that she’d just said. “What about your sister? What is her blood group? Let's see how we can help to hasten her treatment and preserve her life.” “She's AB negative, a really rare blood type. Can you see why I'm so sad and confused? How on earth do I get a compatible donor? Where do I go from here?” I complained bitterly while looking away into space.

“You’re her mother. Shouldn’t you be able to guess?” “What?” “Her blood type. A transplant would be a failure if we can’t match the donor’s blood type to hers.” My stomach clenches at the reminder.Cora has ABX-negative, an ultra-rare blood type documented in only a handful of cases worldwide. The number of potential donors is practically nonexistent; even the rarest donor registries may only have a dozen or two matches in the entire world. Pain spikes through my chest, and I feel like I can barely breathe.

“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—”

Twenty minutes later he came back with the chart in his hand and he looked at it carefully Then at me. “I’m sorry,” he said gently. “You’re not a match. There is blood type incompatibility. The tissue markers don’t align well enough. You wouldn’t be a viable donor.” The words landed soft but heavy, like stones dropping into still water. I felt pain spread slowly until my whole body felt heavy and distant. “Thank you,” I whispered, refusing to give in to pain. He nodded. “We’ll keep searching. Family isn’t the only option. There are registries. We’ll find someone.”

"Nicole is need of a donor, the gallons in the hospital are finished and there's no any other blood matching hers, if we don't act quickly we gonna loose her" " Ooh my God we can't loose her Kyle do something" "That's why I'm looking for a donor, Maya what is her blood group?" " She is blood group AB , but I'm not her match what are we going to do?" "I'm also blood group AB ,let me just meet the doctor and see if I can donate for her"

"Yes?" "I'm sorry. You're not compatible either." Steve's face crumpled and Daniel moved to his side immediately, gripping his uncle's shoulder. The doctor looked at Daniel. "We're still processing your results. It'll be another hour or so." Then his eyes landed on me where I sat apart from the family, feeling like an intruder in their grief. "I'm O negative," I heard myself say, standing up. "Universal donor. I'd like to test." Johnson's head snapped toward me. "Sera, you don't have to—"

“Each circle has a different antiserum. We can tell your blood type in a few minutes.” “I’m O negative.” My father stated. “I know, Colonel, but we must complete the test with every transfusion. SOP.” He nodded, looking at the tray for my results. “O negative. The universal donor.” The nurse looked at me. “You can only receive blood from people with O-negative blood.” “Lucky.” I looked at my dad, and he smiled. He was even more handsome when he was relaxed. My thoughts drifted to how my life could have been different if I had lived with him.

the nurse came running back, panting. John Mckay’s weary head shot up and fear pulled at his heartstrings, “What is it? Have you gotten the blood bag?” The nurse was exasperated, “No sir, we’ve run out of her blood type. She’s got a very rare blood type. I came to ask if you have any relatives or friends who might be - ” John Mckay’s face lit up, “It’s not that rare, I’m A positive, both my late wife and I are A positive. I can donate my blood to –“

She had to do something. She was still deep in thought when the doctor emerged.“How is she?”she asked standing up.“We need to conduct a blood transfusion on her immediately.We don't have enough blood here so if you or any family or volunteers would give blood like right now it would be of great help,”he said.She couldn't do it.She was had a different blood group.Only those of blood group A(+) could donate.“Okay,let me talk to someone,”she said.She went over to where Yvette and Cass were sitting.“Uuumh she needs a transfusion.Are you blood group A positive or anybody you know?”she asked.“No,I'm (B),”Yvette said.“I'm (AB) but I know a few people who could help if I made a few calls,”he said.Hi