I received a call from the Red Cross recently and thought it was just their standard request for coming to donate. How odd that they would call during our short stay in the area.
It was explained that there was someone in the area that was facing surgery and would need large volumes of blood. And not just any blood...my freaky kind.
I'm AB Positive, found in only 3.4% of the population, so I felt pretty special being personally invited to come in an donate.
It's good to be wanted.
Long Live the Bloody Queen