I Donate Blood
I am proud to say that I donate blood. I'm on their call list whenever they are in my town. In Canada, you don't get paid to donate blood. That's ok since I would never accept it. I am doing it for personal reasons. Trust me.... I don't have a love affair with needles. I hate them with a passion but I just keep reminding myself why I am there.....
For one thing is that both my parents when they were sick needed blood transfusions. Its kind of a sad story. They smoked and were not fat but the diet that they consumed everyday was not exactly healthy. I'm trying not to repeat their mistakes. Such as smoking as the number one factor. I am proud to admit that I have never smoked in my life and would never get involved romantically with some one who smoked.
My Mother needed a heart and lung transplant. She was 52 when she went on life support. I watched nurses almost daily trying to save her life with blood transfusions. Nothing worked... Sad thing is she was alert and wasted away in front of my eyes. She died when she was 54. Nearly 2 years of hell watching her waste away and I couldn't do anything about it.......
My Father, on the other hand had heart attack after heart attack. He smoked up until the day they hooked my Mother up on life support. After loosing my Mother, 6 years later, I was face to face with my Father's doctor advising me that if my Father didn't get a heart and kidney transplant, he will die.... He died...
So you see, even though I hate needles, I will take the uncomfortable feeling anytime if I can help some one live.... The blood did buy both my parents more time... It gave me the time to say my good-byes.... It gave my Mother the chance to see me in my cap & hood to receive my degree. I was given special permission to wear it in intensive care to show her what I looked like. My Father... the blood bought time for me to just be with him. To take care of him.
So I have an appointment tonight at 7pm to donate again. Hey.. they give you free cookies and a drink after... Want to join me and save a life????
For one thing is that both my parents when they were sick needed blood transfusions. Its kind of a sad story. They smoked and were not fat but the diet that they consumed everyday was not exactly healthy. I'm trying not to repeat their mistakes. Such as smoking as the number one factor. I am proud to admit that I have never smoked in my life and would never get involved romantically with some one who smoked.
My Mother needed a heart and lung transplant. She was 52 when she went on life support. I watched nurses almost daily trying to save her life with blood transfusions. Nothing worked... Sad thing is she was alert and wasted away in front of my eyes. She died when she was 54. Nearly 2 years of hell watching her waste away and I couldn't do anything about it.......
My Father, on the other hand had heart attack after heart attack. He smoked up until the day they hooked my Mother up on life support. After loosing my Mother, 6 years later, I was face to face with my Father's doctor advising me that if my Father didn't get a heart and kidney transplant, he will die.... He died...
So you see, even though I hate needles, I will take the uncomfortable feeling anytime if I can help some one live.... The blood did buy both my parents more time... It gave me the time to say my good-byes.... It gave my Mother the chance to see me in my cap & hood to receive my degree. I was given special permission to wear it in intensive care to show her what I looked like. My Father... the blood bought time for me to just be with him. To take care of him.
So I have an appointment tonight at 7pm to donate again. Hey.. they give you free cookies and a drink after... Want to join me and save a life????
By:
naturegirl27
Age:
41-45
,
Female
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