It's been two weeks since my last misadventure attempting to donate platelets to the American Red Cross, so I went back in this morning to let them have another stab at it. Right off the bat, there was a problem - they had told me last time that, since they had had a problem attempting the "two arm" method, that they would try the "one arm" method ( Read more... )

As I've commented any number of times in the past, I'm a regular blood donor. They call me to remind me every two months, since there's a high demand for my blood. (Imagine the fun anyone who gets my blood must have.) Anyway, they called me earlier this week to ask if I'd be willing to try Apheresis, a process where I just donate platelets rather ( Read more... )

I donated blood again yesterday. After I got home, with the bandage around my arm, I explained what it meant to Richard. (He thought I had seen a doctor because I had an "owie" and asked if I was all better.) After I reminded him of all of his owies where he bled (kid's had way too many), I explained that some people with really bad owies lose a ( Read more... )