
First came the screening process to make sure I was even able to donate. A prick on the finger and a drop in a tube, would it sink (good) or float (bad)..... how about both?! REALLY? The doctor then had to test my blood again using the fancy electronic meter. She walked back towards me with my results.....
FAIL...my iron level was 0.10 too low to donate. As I turned to leave feeling quite defeated, a nice lady approached me about registering to be a bone marrow donor. After reading the pamphlet, and asking MANY questions, I realized that the idea scared me (a lot) but I have to say that after submitting my form, I left the room feeling great about my decision and the ability to possibly help people who really need it.
So while it might be difficult to find something to do everyday that scares you (looking at my balance in my checking account actually would fit this challenge), I think it is a good philosophy to live by.
(P.S. ~ If you are interested in becoming a donor, click here)
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