So the poster asked this “ In 500-2,000 words share your inspiring story on how blood donation has changed your life”, well I don’t take ‘that way’. What I mean is that the blood has a bigger effect on the person receiving the blood then the person who is giving the blood. Tell stories on how giving receiving blood has changed the victims lives. The people who give blood effect all of us, gives us that extra edge that good people in this world have donated their blood even though they could pass out, have an reaction, or maybe just lost a lot of blood. Yes, the person who gave blood might be changed but think about the person who received it. The person who needed it the most and maybe they are alive today because of that good samaritan who decided one day to give blood, maybe just to get out of school, or maybe just to say that they have donated blood. Now that person life is saved because of it, say it was a mom, that mom whose life was saved now can enjoy her son’s wedding or her daughter’s graduation because of that person. So yeah our lives are changed on how we gave blood maybe even if our intentions weren’t as good as the next patient who gave blood but think beyond that. Most people don’t think about where the blood is going or who it’s going to. Some people walk out and aren’t changed but they could’ve saved a single mom that got in a car wreck which wasn’t her fault and could get back to her two kids. So I can’t really pinpoint one story for me but the millions of people stories whose lives were saved. They all have stories on how blood, our blood have saved and changed their lives. Yes, I know my story matters too just like all the other stories but giving blood is great for the ego, great for the mind, especially great for the soul. Maybe even after I could or people could consider themselves heroes for what they have done, heroes save people, giving blood saves people, we don’t think of it now but our blood is being given to some hospital or facility or something in that nature where it is being used. One way giving blood has changed my life is also that I get to see the faces of other patients who are willing to take the risk of having a “reaction”, seeing them fuels me, with a world where terror is everywhere , that place is one place where people actually go to help this world. Makes me feel like this world has hope, we get to meet the good people there who take time to travel with the Blood Insitute. They are also the real heroes, we can’t give blood without them. Yes it might be a long wait maybe but still, the question is this. Are you willing to give up maybe a hour or two of your day for some who needs your blood to survive to spend thousands and thousands of hours with the one’s they love the most? Just because you or me gave the time, they get to have that right, it makes my heart pump more blood cause i can feel our hearts and souls beat again. They say that there are near five billion heartbeats in someone’s life, your heartbeat could make someone else’s heartbeat in fact…beat. That makes me so happy, so before I tell my story, I would love to hear stories about the lives who were saved because of a blood donor like myself. I know that they will never know me or never know anyone that gave the blood, but that feeling that you get is something you can complain about, again, it makes you believe in heroes because we’re all heroes in our one unknown, strange way.
