Donating blood is something I do about every three months or so. I have since age 18, though there was a period there where I was doing the plasma thing in hard economic times. Like when I needed gas money in college. But happily, that is not the case anymore and I can freely donate whole blood. I have many reasons, including that they frequently bestow flowers on me in the "cantina". Here are some other reasons, in no particular order:
*It's free to do and I can
*I'm basically healthy and I can help some who maybe is not
*By donating, I atone for being a grouchy mom, distracted spouse, estranged sister, and less than stellar friend
*It helps me with my ladder points at work
*Free snacks, ice cold OJ, and a crossword puzzle to work on while I rest after my donation
*Friendly conversation with like-minded people
*I forget how much the finger stick hurts
*It's a built-in excuse to eat a BIG lunch and take a nap.
Have you ever donated blood? I guess I've gotten used to it, somewhat, so it doesn't make me nervous at all. Besides forgiveness for some of my failings, it actually benefits me, too. It's like a confessional of the body, no?
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