donate blood
Namaste,
You follow the 39 steps through blood bank doors. You fill out forms answering 20 questions on the donor consent form, such as:
1. Are you in good health today?
2. Do you have an infection now, or are you taking antibiotics now?
3. Since the age of 11, have you had yellow jaundice, liver disease, or hepatitis?
4. Have you ever tested positive for hepatitis?
5. Have you ever used a needle, even once, to take any drugs?
6. In the past three years, have you lived outside of the U.S., except Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Japan or Western Europe?
7. In the past 12 months have you traveled?
8. In the past 12 months have you received a blood transfusion?
9. In the past 12 months have you had a tattoo, ear or body piercing, acupuncture, accidental needle stick, or come into contact with someone else’s blood, or snorted cocaine or any street drug?
10. In the past 12 months have you ever had sex, even once, with anyone who has ever used a needle for non-prescription drugs?
11. In the past 12 months, have you had sex, even once, with anyone who has taken money or drugs in exchange for sex?
12. In the past 12 months, have you given money or drugs to anyone to have sex with you?
13. In the past 12 months, have you had sex, even once, with anyone who has had AIDS or tested positive for the AIDS virus?
14. Are you a female who, in the past 12 months, has had sex with a male who has had sex, even once, with another male?
15. Were you born in, or have you lived in, Cameroon, Central African Republic, Chad, Congo, Equatorial Guinea, Gabon, Niger, or Nigeria?
16. Have you had sex with anyone who was born or lived in any of these countries?
17. Have you been injected with bovine beef insulin?
18. Have you ever had a bleeding problem?
19. Are you a female who has had two or more pregnancies?
20. Have you or any blood relative ever had a dura mater or brain covering transplant during head or brain surgery?
The questions are endless.
Finished circling N answers and doodling in margins, you agree and understand your blood and plasma will be tested for the AIDS virus and other diseases and if there is a risk your blood will not be used and you will be notified and you understand the answers are truthful and to the best of your knowledge and you sign the form and sit in a comfortable deep brown chair watching donors thumb old magazines, devour recipes and eye candy.
Your name is called. Outside plate glass in August haze shadow hills full of dense dark evergreens in hot sunshine beam down white blast furnaces magnifying brilliance.
Nurses pull air conditioned nightmare identity theory cards from files peopled with conversations and delight a slight acquaintance. Take a seat as a smiling nurse pricks your finger with a thorn asking thermometer questions, checking arms for signs of Needles, a California desert town.
You sign more forms you witness you provide credentials you slide into a main room where volunteers direct you to a reclining seat asking which arm left arm you say as she tightens the belt around your arm conditioning blood pressure pump as she swabs down arm holding needle veins out handing you a styrofoam ball telling you to squeeze every three seconds as a machine ticks off down below out of sight out of mind as your blood rocks back and forth inside a new time measurement piece measuring platelets.
You drink lemonade squeeze release squeeze release when machine stops she takes the pressure off takes the ball gone tape off needle out gauze band aid arm up for three minutes drink lemonade make small talk blood in plastic bag dark red liquid sealed documented evidence with bar coded lot number you get off table walk down a hall receiving a key chain after 100 donations.
You sit in shade looking at a universal key chain environment.
This implies you need to find keys, alphabets, script, bones, dust and calibrated songs of ghost dances for the space-time chain.
Two months later you will do it all over again with joy. Your blood goes to any Childlighter child with A negative. One in 16 (6.3%) with statistics, there are lies, damn lies and statistics not knowing who, just knowing someone out there young and alive lives with your small anonymous gift of red language.
Metta.
tm leonard
