Spread the Red Around
Blood is life. Blood is important, therefore blood relations are so valued and letters of passion are written in the fluid. Is it therefore that people are reluctant to part with even a few millilitres of the precious fluid? A stock which medical science claims will replenish itself in 48 hours. Does a needle prick or the possibility of momentary weakness scare us so much so that even in life and death situations we remain willingly unwilling?
The concept of voluntary blood donation may have been well campaigned for, but we even find the 'educated' sceptic to the practice. I too was a little apprehensive, but that didn't deter me from making my first donation. That was many years ago. And today whenever anyone seeks my type, I find myself reflexively willing. The feeling that - if one day I or someone I know needs the life blood and there're no willing donors - keeps me following and propagating this practice.
And whenever someone for no tangible reasons declines to do so, I feel a little angry. But it's their blood and their decision. I can only motivate, not coerce.
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3 Comments:
I think some people don't want to donate blood to 'strangers'. But when a loved one or a friend needs blood, I'm sure they'd volunteer. Meaning, it's not a question of whether they like blood to be taken from them or not for donation but who to give their blood to.
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Hi Soumyadip, I'm an avid blood donor...as in I donate after the mandatory 3 months break. And you are right, more people should donate blood.
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