One good thing about an economic downturn is there is a lot more blood being donated, especially at Christmas. Cap'n Ergo and I are going to see about donating some plasma to raise some much needed cash.
This is something of a big leap for me as I suffer from an irrational fear of needles. As a kid I got allergy shots that were administered by my mother who had the gentle touch of a pro wrestler. I was always afraid that the needle was going to break off in my arm and the blood would spurt out like a geyser.
In the past I have tried to donate blood three times, but I was always turned away as my temperature was one degree above normal. They put it down to me fighting off a cold while I chalked it up to nerves.
I don't mind having blood drawn, as long as I don't have to watch, because I would like to think that it is going to someone who really needs it, perhaps some wounded soldier in the field, a mother having a hard time in childbirth, or even someones grandpa who is having his heart worked on so he can have a few more years of bouncing grandchildren on his knee. I have so very little of anything to give but this, and I may as well, as I'm making more everyday.
It is the same reason that my driver's licence sez I'm an organ donor. If I am in a position where I don't need my organs any more, I may as well give them to someone who does. They are welcome to anything I've got, but I wouldn't recommend taking my heart, lungs, or liver as they have all have been hard used. My kidneys however are in perfect working order as they have filtered many gallons of beer and are perhaps the strongest organ I own, barring one*.
I know my blood type is O positive and that seems to be something of a universal type as most people can stand to use it to the best of my knowledge. Forgive me. My name is Doc but most of my medical knowledge extends to first aid and triage and whatever I have learned from M*A*S*H reruns. I was named after a character from Steinbeck's "Cannery Row" who was a marine biologist, not an MD.
So Cap'n Ergo and I are making an appointment for Monday at the local plasma clinic to see if they want what we have to offer. He is doing it to raise money for his kids and I'm going to try to scrounge some extra cash to pay an unexpected hospital tab. It used to be that the sweat of my brow was the way to pay bills, but in hard times, it takes a little more. I hope they don't mind if it comes with a slight flavor of Pabst Blue Ribbon.
*I'm not certain that my tongue counts as an organ but I read somewhere that it is the strongest muscle in the body after the heart.