That’s right– Today Barnes & Noble College is holding a blood drive and I’m donating. And I’m freaking out.
In just 3-hours I will be poked and prodded and will be giving up a pint of blood for a good cause. I never wanted to donate out of fear. Who wants to be stuck with a huge needle and have to sit with it for about 10 minutes? No one. Still, I’ve come to realize not donating out of fear is really a selfish excuse. When I think of the fear and pain of those who are sick and ailing, it really doesn’t compare to a mere 10-12 minutes of my discomfort. And hey– at least I’ll get to indulge in some cookies or donuts after!
When you donate blood, you may be saving a life– the life of someone’s mother, father, sister, brother– or even your own one day.
So, at this point, I just need to suck it up and take the following advice (which a fellow bookseller sent to me for motivation)…
Wish me luck!
UPDATE: I successfully gave 1 pint of blood. And honestly- the needle didn’t hurt at all and the process only took about 15 minutes. Unfortunately, I didn’t eat enough so I did pass out– and I’ll leave it at that.