I began donating blood to face a fear: needles. It was a big deal since it required volunteering to be stabbed. Then it got personal; I knew really sick people. However, it seems my blood may not be wanted as much as advertised.
I'd asked about giving platelets, which takes longer per donation but can be done more frequently. I submitted to candidate testing, then waited for a promised results call. No call. I called and left message. No return call. I let it go. Two months later I got a generic call informing me I can give platelets, followed by a barrage of emails encouraging me to share my blood.
Today I tried to give whole blood, but the impersonal blood-letter who jabbed two different fingers said my hemoglobin was too low. Try in a few days, she said.
Perhaps I'm not meant to be a human pin cushion.
I'd asked about giving platelets, which takes longer per donation but can be done more frequently. I submitted to candidate testing, then waited for a promised results call. No call. I called and left message. No return call. I let it go. Two months later I got a generic call informing me I can give platelets, followed by a barrage of emails encouraging me to share my blood.
Today I tried to give whole blood, but the impersonal blood-letter who jabbed two different fingers said my hemoglobin was too low. Try in a few days, she said.
Perhaps I'm not meant to be a human pin cushion.
