Blood-its in YOU to GIVE

About two years ago, my sister had this bright idea of donating blood on Valentine's Day. She is pretty cheesy and thought it was clever to literally give your heart away on this special day. Of course I was all for it, a little scared but incredibly excited. My sister is a donation slut because her blood type is O Rh negative which is considered the universal donor. Therefore, she feels that it is her obligation to go as often as possible. In fact, she and her friends have made donating blood a game. It has become a competition to see who can pump their blood out the fastest. Oddly enough, my sister has passed out because of this ridiculous game they created. However, for this one day considering that it was my first time she would not make it a race. When we got to the donation center I started to get extremely nervous. There is this lengthy process you must go through in order to donate blood, certain tests you must pass. I passed the first test which was to see if your iron levels were up to standard. It was kind of gross to watch a drop of my blood fall in a certain liquid. Next, I had to fill out an extremely long survey. This took forever but when I was done I had to sit through a short interview. This is where I failed. They discovered that I got a peircing recently so I was not elligible to donate blood. In fact, I had to wait a whole six months before I could! I was so angry that one tiny piercing stopped me from donating blood. As a result, I was forced to sit at a table watching my sister and her friend donate blood for the zillionth time while I could not even donate blood once. To this day, I have yet to donate blood. However, today I saw a sign for donating blood by the cafeteria. This sign is clear enough for me, it is totally directed at me to finally give my blood away. It is about time I find out what my blood type is. It is about time I get to save someone. It is about time my blood gets put to good use.