Today is the anniversary of D-Day, as most of you know. I wanted to point you to a blog entry by my brother, actually on a subject that is near and dear to my heart as well.
But I can do this. I can get up a half-hour earlier on a Monday morning, answer a bunch of check-box questions about my travel and sexual history, and sit in a chair while someone sticks a tube in my arm and drains out some a pint of blood. And maybe, for somebody, somewhere, one of those pints of O+ has been the difference between life and death.
Like he says, even if you’re not a cop, or an EMT, or anyone else that helps other people; you can give blood. At the risk of sounding melodramatic, that pint of blood really could make the difference in someone’s life. Whether they’re having a “routine surgery”, or someone is pulling a bullet out of them; that pint of blood that you give will go to someone who needs it.
This last bit is for my brother directly – a few pints of O+ once made a big difference for me.