If we are all honest, we would probably admit we have a few fears. Having the tendency to be a worry wart, I could most likely come up with a lengthy list.
Yesterday I decided to face one of my fears - giving blood. I have a Red Cross card which proudly states my name and blood type, but "unproudly" only boasts one giving date. During college, I dutifully volunteered to give blood, though the experience freaked me out. The thought of my blood going into a bag was less than comforting, particularly when the worker (I don't even remember whether male or female!) handed me a ball and told me to squeeze it. That was the final straw. I felt like I was pumping the blood out of my body.
The nurse I had yesterday was very nice and understanding. She was fast and accurate. She talked me to me throughout most of it, making the 7 min. and 59 sec. go by fairly quickly. A nurse even brought me animal crackers and juice afterwards! Talk about service!
I made the nurse laugh when I shared the "worst part" with her. I told her I hated pumping the ball. She told me no one had ever told her that before. Hmm, that's probably not good. It really is a mental thing, so I tried to not think about it. She told me she'd give me a small one, but that I had to pump it b/c..........and then she told me what could happen. I obediently pumped.
I'll admit it is still not necessarily a fun experience, BUT it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be. As a matter of fact, I had the thought that I really should do it now and again. It takes some time, but the resource is replenishable. And there is no cost. AND you get free juice and snacks! The best part is knowing it will be put to good use. The donations Jason and I gave were directed since we know of someone who needs it for a transfusion, most likely next week. I encourage you, my faithful readers (whomever you may be), to think about donating. One donation can be used to help up to three people!
So, one fear down, ninety-nine others to conquer!
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