Blood
My Evil Housemate returned on Sunday, which is a bad thing. But I finally got paid for the gas and electricity bills, which is a good thing. I had to pay them out of my own money while I waited for this, so I'd been living on a shoestring the past two weeks. Now I have £120, which will have to fill the hole in my bank account. So I have to carry on living on a shoestring. Bah.
I'm going to give blood today for the 2nd time. I figure that if I'm going to exist in this life, I might as well contribute something to society while I'm here. It'll probably be the only thing, but it's better than nothing.
One of my friends refuses point blank to donate blood. I nagged at him for a few days, but I'm going to leave him alone now. It's extremely worthwhile, but he's too frightened of needles. Yet, so am I. I hate them. But last time I managed to overcome the fear - I was shocked at how wide the "needle" is that goes into your vein for blood donation - and hopefully it won't be so bad today.
It feels like you've actually done something. You know the blood is going to a good cause. This is different from chucking money into charity buckets... those are little "guilt relievers" that everyone does. Chuck 20p into the bucket, and you can live with a clean conscience for a few weeks that you helped out a charity. Good work!
But this is different. It's a real contribution that costs nothing and benefits everyone.
And when I'm dead, I will allow the doctors to call open season on my organs. Go wild. Have a free cornea. It's not as if I'm going to need them now. Then once they're finished, they can burn me and my relatives or kids can do whatever they like with the ashes. It won't be bothering me any more. At least I won't be wasting space in the ground. Graveyards are an appalling waste of space in this crowded world.
What are the arguments against organ donation? Apart from religious (which I don't agree with but will accept other people do), I can't see them.
I'm going to give blood today for the 2nd time. I figure that if I'm going to exist in this life, I might as well contribute something to society while I'm here. It'll probably be the only thing, but it's better than nothing.
One of my friends refuses point blank to donate blood. I nagged at him for a few days, but I'm going to leave him alone now. It's extremely worthwhile, but he's too frightened of needles. Yet, so am I. I hate them. But last time I managed to overcome the fear - I was shocked at how wide the "needle" is that goes into your vein for blood donation - and hopefully it won't be so bad today.
It feels like you've actually done something. You know the blood is going to a good cause. This is different from chucking money into charity buckets... those are little "guilt relievers" that everyone does. Chuck 20p into the bucket, and you can live with a clean conscience for a few weeks that you helped out a charity. Good work!
But this is different. It's a real contribution that costs nothing and benefits everyone.
And when I'm dead, I will allow the doctors to call open season on my organs. Go wild. Have a free cornea. It's not as if I'm going to need them now. Then once they're finished, they can burn me and my relatives or kids can do whatever they like with the ashes. It won't be bothering me any more. At least I won't be wasting space in the ground. Graveyards are an appalling waste of space in this crowded world.
What are the arguments against organ donation? Apart from religious (which I don't agree with but will accept other people do), I can't see them.
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