Tuesday, April 19, 2005

GIMME YO' BLOOD SUKKA!!!

Ever since my senior year in high school, I’ve been a fairly regular blood donor. Not just because I like the free cookies, but I feel like it’s a relatively easy way to contribute something to help people. It started with doing the bloodmobile when it came to work or school, and then blossomed into a full-scale once-every-few months thing at my local Lifesource center. With one exception where I was rejected for low iron I’ve never really had a serious problem.

Because of this I think that Lifesource has become infatuated with me. They have always tried hard to get me to schedule my next appointment before I leave from one, but then, they started calling me at work and at home to leave reminders of upcoming appointments. To be honest I’ve started to feel a little bit like I’m being stalked. But I could still deal with it.

However, yesterday I got a call from them that crossed the line and revealed just how desperate they were getting. When I picked up the guy on the other end informed me that “there had been a motorcycle accident” and that they needed me to come in “in the next day or two” to help the patient out. I was somewhat taken aback by the weirdness of such a statement. It seemed to imply that if there had been a motorcycle accident, one of the following scenarios was playing out:

1) There was not a single unit of Type A- or Type O blood at any hospital in the entire city, because all said units had been devoured by ravenous packs of hungry vampire weasels disguised as hospital orderlies
2) The accident victim has very discriminating taste in blood, and has specified that he only be given the “fresh squeezed” variety, absolutely refusing any of that frozen “from concentrate” crap. Pulp is optional.
3) My blood has some sort of hallucinogenic properties that I am otherwise unaware of, and hospitals are offering it as an option for surgeries that they can then charge a premium for. The doctors tell the patient “You know, we could give you some blood from the fridge. But we’ve got this one guy over in Bucktown…his stuff will get you sooooooo high. The first unit’s free, but the next one’ll cost you…unless you bring a friend.”

Of course, by the time I had actually figured out that the whole motorcycle accident story was bogus, I had already made an appointment for this evening. Oh well, I missed my appointment last weekend, so I guess I owe it to society to give another pint of my non-eaten-by-weasels, fresh squeezed, no-pulp, no-filler, 100% Columbian, low-calorie, gets-you-higher-than-Woody Harrelson-on-a-Wednesday lifeblood.

Still, I worry a bit about what sort of techniques Lifesource will resort to next. I just know my next call will be from Mr. T or something.

6 comments:

Sophist said...

oooh, freaky. How did you figure out that the motorcycle was a fabrication? Isn't it seriously unethical to make up lies to get your blood?

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grrrbear said...

Well, I don't know that there wasn't an accident victim for certain, but the logic just didn't add up. One of the things that Lifesource tells you right up front every time you donate is that you cannot specify how your blood is used because it's impossible for them to target a single donation for a specific use. Also, if the guy was bleeding on a table in the ICU, they weren't going to sit around waiting for me to come in "in a couple days" to donate. They'll just pull a unit of A- or O from the fridge.

Also, my blood type is not particularly rare (about 1 in 16), so it's not likely that all hospitals and blood banks in the Chicago area would have run out.

Spice said...

That's kinda creepy. I could understand "There's been a multi-car pileup on the freeway and with multiple critical injuries" - but one guy? In a motorcycle accident? You'd think they'd have enough blood for him.

I'm fully expecting the Red Cross to call me constantly now that they know I'm here and a willing supply of O+/CMV- blood and blood components. But I will keep my veins to myself if they try a similar faux accident ploy on me!

J.Bro said...

If blood storage costs get too high, maybe this could be a viable alternative. Maybe we could staff rows and rows of beds with pre-stuck donors, just waiting to bleed-on-demand!

grrrbear said...

Spice, you are totally the coolest blood donor on the block. No wonder you're so popular. I don't know what my CMV is though. But apparently my blood type is actually A+, not A-. This makes me unnaturally common (2nd most common type, just after O+). I feel less special now.

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