| Humiliation at Blood Donation
If you've ever given money to a beggar or a homeless person and
if he or she threw the money back at you, you know how I feel today.
Despite complaining the other day, I
swallowed my inconvenience and went to donate blood today. After all the usual embarrassment
("have you had ever sex with a male?", "have you ever paid money
to anyone to have sex with you?", "have you ever had sex with a woman
who had sex with a man who had sex with another man"), and paperwork, the
bozos couldn't decide whether to accept my blood or not, because I had visited
India last year (almost a year, but not quite 365 days). Since I knew the
stipulation, I told them that the wait period for India is usually six months. He
was not so sure and had to have a conference with his colleagues, none of whom
had a clue, so defensively, they decided to reject me.
Although it seems inappropriate, they could have accepted my blood and then
could have thrown it away. I know that sounds wrong, but would have spared me
That does it. I ain't giving blood anymore.
Today's entry in PhotoBlog features period animal life, as documented by the pre-historic tribesmen.
|(Comments Disabled for Now. Sorry!)||First Written: Thursday, February 13, 2003|
Last Modified: 2/13/2003