Bloody grateful.

It’s early on Thanksgiving morning. And while hanging out in my comfy cozy bed sounded like something to be grateful for, I decided to join Andrew to donate blood instead.

It seems he has special blood and never had some weirdo virus and so the Red Cross calls him constantly. And he gives almost as frequently.

My blood? Nothing special but they always need O+ and I find donating pretty easy – no muss, no fuss.

I failed the iron test. I gave up the warm, cuddly bed for this?

I asked for a re-test.

And I thought ironic thoughts.

It worked.

I am grateful for so many things. My family, friends, health, business, my bed…oops lost my concentration there for a second.

Must be the blood loss.

Happy Thanksgiving. I wish health and happiness and squash soup and pumpkin ravioli and turkey and pecan pie and peace for all.


4 thoughts on “Bloody grateful.

  1. There are few easier ways to make yourself feel a little less selfish and a little more useful than to give blood. Plus, it’s good for you. I mean, that’s why they used to let blood back in the Middle Ages, right?

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