Yesterday I possibly helped save the lives of three people and it was one of the easiest things to do. All I did was sit back, relax, have some cookies and juice, and in between have a needle in my arm while a bit of my blood was taken out.
People don’t usually realize just how easy it is to help others in need, and how thankful people are when help is available because of them. The cost of someone’s life was exchanged for the cost of my time and my dealing with a needle for ten minutes. Multiply that life by three. That’s a lot of people touched from doing something so easy.
I myself benefited from someone else’s generosity the moment I came into the world. I had a full blood transfusion shortly after I was born because I had both my mom’s and my dad’s blood in me. The two types were incompatible, battling inside me as I slowly lost the fight. If someone hadn’t’ve donated their blood, I wouldn’t be here now and you’d be reading something other than this blog entry, which wouldn’t exist.
There are many others out there who’ve been helped by someone’s donation of blood, and there are others who will eventually need that help. That someone might be you one day. It might be a family member, or your best friend. While having a needle in your arm for ten minutes may seem “scary” to some, just imagine how much scarier it’d be if you needed blood to survive an accident or situation and there was none.
Truthfully I was scared going in. I dislike needles and am the person who has to look away when I get a shot. Now that I’ve donated, I wonder why I waited so long to do something that is so simple yet so worthwhile. Would I do it again? I already plan to.
Those who’re reading this who’ve donated before know exactly what I mean. Those who don’t, well, what’s stopping you?
All I did was eat some cookies and spend some time with a needle in my arm, yet by doing so I helped three people. It’s a very humbling experience and it’s a true example of how doing a little really can have a big impact in someone’s life.