Economic times have hit everyone pretty hard this year. I can't donate as much as I'd like to my normal charities (ASPCA for starters, if you're interested), but I've decided there is something I can give -- blood. And that's actually what I'm doing today. When it comes to needles, I'm kind of a big baby, but I've given blood a few times, and each has decreased that fear. So when I go in today, I won't be thinking about being stuck with needles, but about giving to someone who REALLY needs more than I do.
It has made me think, though. I may not have all the money I expected to have out of college, I may not have the job I wanted out of grad school, and I may not have the house I always dreamed of... but that blood is going to someone who is in more dire straights than I. Someone whose life could depend on having a that very bag of blood. Many people think I'm crazy to donate blood, especially with a fear of needles, but its a small thing I can do. Not to mention, once the lightheaded feeling fades, its replaced with the warm fuzzies of doing something good. Donating blood is not something everyone can do; many are made ineligible by having a recent cold, or traveling Europe during certain years. But I'm not one of those people. I can, and I will.
Not to mention we get free juice and cookies. Hurray for regressing to kindergarten!