Kill joy

Today my company is having a blood & organ donation and pledging day. As a member of the community team, I'm proud to be part of this campaign. Naturally, I signed up for the blood donation. This would be my very first attempt in giving my blood to save lives. Ever since we launched this campaign, I looked forward to the day with a mixed feeling of fear and anticipation. I prepared for this mentally. I was ready.

So, imagine my disappointment when, upon testing my blood, I was told that I have failed the test. WHAT?? It seemed that my blood lacked iron, and when the hospital staff dripped my blood onto some kind of solution, it just floated helplessly on the surface. The doctor sitting nearby promptly announce "fail-lah!". To add salt to my wound, instead of me donating something to help the hospital, I was given help in the form of supplements ... iron, vitamin B, folic acid, and another batch of white pills.

While the rest of the group happily chatting away while waiting for their turn to donate their blood, I was left to wander around aimlessly. In my sadness I almost forgot my other mission: to pledge my organs. Rueben has already given me his blessings, so at least I can still do something useful.

Oh well, I hope I have better luck next time.