We had a blood drive at church today. Pastor asked me to organize the drive and at first I thought, “What? I don’t have the first clue of what to do, I’ve never given blood before.” I met with the person from the blood bank and she basically gave me a crash course and I just went with it. I’m thankful that we have a Pastor who has a heart for the community.
Our immediate family has never been in a situation that anyone has needed a blood donation, so giving blood isn’t something that we (my family) really think about on a regular basis. My husband gave blood in his college days but it was the first time my son or myself had ever given. It really wasn’t bad, no vein digging or other craziness.
My son really had reservations about giving blood. (Not the fact that they’re going to stick a huge needle in his arm and leave it there for 10 minutes.) He didn’t like the thought that someone else may have his blood in their body. It took a lot of convincing but he finally gave in. After said son was finished he immediately put on FB, his right had looked more wrinkly than his grandpa’s!! ha-ha
So the moral of this story is…Give blood if you’re able. You never know when you, or someone you care about, will be on the other end of the donation.