Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Bloodsuckers

Every six weeks, the bloodsucker vans visit campus.

For a week, they camp in the street and take blood from innocent passersby.

It's a rather big event, all of the altruistically inclined cheerfully offer their arms to the needles.

My high school held a blood drive every year, too. I waited and waited until I was seventeen and I, too, could 'save up to three lives with a single donation'. For an hour, I waited in line in a freezing auditorium, only to be handed a signed and stamped sheet of paper stating that I was banned for life from donating blood in the United States.

Thanks, Red Cross. Thanks.

Apparently, as I had lived in Europe between the years of 1995 and 1999, I could potentially have mad cow disease.

It doesn't matter that my family was too poor to afford meat during those years, and that the only meat I ate came from my grandparents' farm, which was definitely not affected.

It doesn't matter that the Marrow Donors program tested me and declared me healthy and clean.

Well, Red Cross, too bad for you. I'm keeping my blood cells even if you have a change of mind.

1 comment:

Scriptor Senex said...

How daft is that! Does that mean all of Europeans should stop giving blood as well... be rather hard luck on the health service if they had no blood (except that extracted from visiting Americans, of course).