spreading the word...

so i decided to tell one of my favorite co-workers of my donation. her initial reaction was, "what the heck is wrong with you?!" but then, with my convincing tact, i was able to explain to her why i was doing this and what it means to me. she understood immediately-- but it is in fear of that reaction that i don't tell most people.

i mean, i think those who REALLY know what kind of person i am aren't too shocked to discover my interest in donating one of my organs. i do kinda kooky things like this all the time; ideas pop into my head and im off like the wind trying to accomplish it.

she then said to me, "i'd slap you if you were my daughter." she said it with a smile, so i think she was half joking-- but serious in the fact that if i really were her daughter, she would not let me do it. my reaction was, well, you donate blood, don't you? that's an organ.

ok, ok. i know. not really the same thing, considering donating blood doesn't involve surgery. however, live transplants have been really successful and YOU SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE! what could be more rewarding than that.

anyway, i just thought i'd share my experience, because as i tell more and more people, i'm sure to hear this reaction more often. i've got to build a tough skin between now and then : )

blog ya later... xoxo