Thursday, September 11, 2008
The last time I donated blood, I had a mild panic attack and withdrew my arm just as the person was going to stick it with a needle. That was 9 months ago. Maybe longer. They call to ask me to donate, I say I'll do it at work. When the signups show up at work, I pretend I'm busy (sometimes legitimately).
The blood mobile comes to work every 3 months. On Tuesday, I saw the email saying it was coming and didn't hide from my fear -- instead I got an appointment. Yesterday, I gave blood. I told them I was nervous. They took good care of me.
I saved a life yesterday. I made an impact on my community. I wasn't a selfish monster. And next time it will be easier. Yah Bob!
Labels: blood, community, volunteer