Day 74: From Stage Blood to Real Blood

I got a lovely text today from the Irish Blood Transfusion Services — a little message with a big impact. It simply read:

And just like that, I got all the feels.

There’s something incredibly powerful in knowing that a pint of my blood — something I gave in about 10 minutes, sitting comfortably in a chair — has now gone on to help someone else. A stranger, in a hospital, getting a fighting chance because of something so simple. The feel-good factor is off the charts.

Of course, I couldn’t help but laugh to myself. Having just been to see Little Shop of Horrors at the Bord Gáis Energy Theatre  AGAIN (and what a show it was!), I’m very aware of what happens when you start giving blood to another living being… although thankfully, in this case, there’s no man-eating plant involved. Just some real-world goodness and a tiny prick to the finger.

So here’s to small gestures making a big difference — and to giving blood, not feeding the plant.