
For every gallon of blood donated to the Red Cross you can get a nice little pin. If you look carefully you will see the numbers 1 through 4. I don't wear them, it seem some people find it strange to take pride in how much blood you've giving. In fact some find it strange that people donate blood at all. My first memory of needles were of fainting when I had a shot in my first grade classroom. I awoke to find myself laid out on a table. I didn't get any founder of them as I grew. I don't know how I went from someone so afraid of needles to an (almost 5 gallon) donor. The first time I donated I went with a friend who was a nurse. As I sat at the snack table I became faint and passed out, sliding right out of my chair. As I lay on the floor with my feet up and a towel on my face, I decided this was not for me! It wasn't until my husband went to Iraq that I wanted to try again. I was pleased to find that the process wasn't bad. The feared needle may look big. (don't watch) but it is not painful. The staff are nice people who keep your interest in the conversation and put you at ease. I can fill the bag quickly, anyone up for a race? The cookies are guilt free. Where else can you get a health professional to tell you to eat cookies? Currently only 3 of every 100 people give blood. And now it is needed very badly. I want to encourage everyone to come donate. Jan. 22 2010 they will be a 3020 E. Tacoma st. please think about it. Better yet just go do it!
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