I reached a milestone yesterday: I donated my 24th pint of blood — 3 gallons!1 I used to have a rule: no talking about needles while I’m driving.2 We want to keep the driver conscious. I decided my fear of needles wasn’t optimal and decided to donate blood to get over it.
My plan worked, and along the way, I wrote the post on donating blood for wimps and I played an important role in saving lives.
If you want to donate blood, too, but think you might want a donor buddy, feel free to contact me. We can do this!
I was No. 1 at the blood drive this morning.1 :-)
There was a bloodmobile parked across the street from Starbucks. It was a sign.
I reached a milestone today: I donated my sixteenth pint, totaling two gallons of blood.
I reached my one-gallon milestone in December of 2009 but had to stop giving blood for a year after visiting rural China in 2010.
Will you join me in giving blood?
The American Red Cross has my number. They just called and scheduled my 16th appointment to give blood. Two-gallon pin, coming up! :-)
I’m no superhero, but three to four times a year I save lives. In fact, I did it again today.
After lunch, I walked to the local library where the American Red Cross had a blood drive. In about an hour I’d saved up to three lives.
You could donate blood, too, even if you’re a wimp. I know, because I am.
What’s stopping you? Be someone’s hero.
My Friday was productive: I saved up to three lives.
How about you? ;-)
It’s Valentine’s Day — the perfect time to make another appointment to donate blood. Mine is March 2.
After a year’s hiatus,1 I donated blood again today. It feels good. :-)
Even if you’re afraid of needles, you can give blood, too. Just read my wimpy blood donor survival guide.
Please join me this holiday season in donating blood. You could save up to three lives.
I reached a milestone today: I have donated one gallon of blood. That’s about 80% of blood the average adult body contains.
I also beat my goal of giving blood four times this year by 50%.
I’d like to say, “I am not a wimp” — but I am. After donating blood two or three times without issues, I decided to give blood sitting up, like everyone else does. Bad idea. After nearly filling the bag, I could feel the blood drain from my face. I alerted the workers and they got me lying flat with my feet elevated. Ah…
Oh well. I filled the bag. It didn’t hurt. And I saved up to three lives.
Next time I’ll know to ask for the wimp treatment.
If I can do it, maybe you can too. What do you think?