The Fun Theory

The first time I gave blood it was scary. I went alone. I wasn't prepared. I had always wanted to do it...but I was shaking, a little. & I was silly; I didn't leave myself enough time. I skipped breakfast. I was going to walk to pick the kids up from school. Seriously silly. The next time it was easy. By the 3rd time, I was bored. Saving a life is a cinch when you're not scared. I thought maybe I could go in for the longer donation with the platelets or whatever it is...but, I'd need a book. My husband always goes with me now so it's really not so scary. I wiggle my toes, but he just sits quietly & tries not to. My friends say they're nervous...but...it doesn't hurt. What if everyone had a chance to find out? To go in together. To have fun. To celebrate life.
Submitted by Stephanie Diane Pierce