A Sense of Identity and Donating Blood
Well — June is my month to write a blog post, and there is a singular topic I have wanted to write about, and it’s bloody propaganda (kind of a joke). However, before I get into the straight propaganda about why you should donate blood (if you’re able), I want to start about how donating blood has become a weird, but cherished, part of my identity.
Something I struggled with a lot during the pandemic was a loss of identity. All the things that made me feel like me — my job, grad school, volunteering, being part of my friendship circles, working out — shifted online or disappeared altogether. Like a lot of people, it wasn’t a great time for me.
But I also learned a lot through the process of feeling like a worthless slug — there is one part of my identity that I get a lot of validation out of, and that’s being a blood donor. It’s a bit strange, if we’re being honest, but I get a strong sense of pride from it because you are giving a physical part of yourself to help another. But I’m not just saving adults, I am saving babies.
Through nothing I’ve ever done to be this awesome, I fall into a special category they call a Hero for Babies. It turns out, most adults have a harmless virus in their blood, which isn’t so harmless when given to babies. I do not have that virus, which means my blood can be given to premature babies.
That’s right — I’m not saving some adult when I donate, I’m saving a little baby.
Obviously, that knowledge puts a lot of pressure on me to actually donate, but since I also go as often as I can fit into my schedule, it also makes me a louder advocate for blood donation in general. I also learn a bunch of random blood facts, which I also like to disseminate. For example, do you know why they say “up to three lives?” It’s not because they squirt the bag into three separate people, but but because some patients only need the platelets or plasma, so they can split it up that way depending on the need.
Here are a few more fun blood facts
Every two seconds, someone in the U.S. needs blood
45 percent of the U.S. population has type O blood
Courtesy of the American Red Cross Blood Donor App
Especially during the pandemic, I found myself fascinated by blood. It’s interesting on the face of it that there isn’t just one kind, but then compound that with different types are more or less likely to get certain diseases. During the beginning of the pandemic, there was a lot of speculation about which blood types get it most severe, and that’s news I basically shared with anyone who would let me talk to about blood.
So yeah, not only do I like to donate, but I like to bring up blood in regular conversations. But while I’m here, the number one way people begin donating is by being asked by a friend, so please take this as your official invite to donate blood! The benefits are:
Saving lives!
Free snacks!
Occasional free t-shirts!
Free blood pressure reading!
You’ll feel like you made a difference!
And did I mention, saving lives! Even if it’s not babies, saving adult lives isn’t too shabby either.
So now that I’ve convinced you to sign up for a blood donation near you, here are some suggestions I have for making it pleasant (these are my tips and not official Red Cross tips):
Drink as much water as you can that day — I’m sure there’s a level of water you shouldn’t exceed, but I have yet to meet that limit.
Schedule with friends — I have two friends I typically go with (plus two more in a different state who also goes regularly). That accountability is so helpful in actually following through!
Eat a big dinner the night before — I like to go a bit heavy on the protein too.
Definitely also eat a big breakfast and then some snacks — Basically the day I donate blood, I’m eating whatever tickles my fancy.
Take your time — I mean this very specifically once the needle comes out of your arm (don’t sit right up, and even once you sit up, don’t immediately get off the bed. Give yourself a chance to see how you’re feeling before you dismount), but I suppose I mean this advice in a general sense too.
RELAX — Nothing like yelling at someone to relax to get them to chill out, but really, do what you can to stay calm. I know a lot of people that don’t donate because they had a bad experience. Do what you can to be comfortable. Wear a comfortable outfit, get there early, ask questions. I like to leave my cell phone and not at the needle in my art to keep calm. I’ll be honest, when I overthink that there’s a needle in the crevice of my arm, I start to panic. So the less you can focus on that, the better off you are.
Cancel if it doesn’t feel right — There is always a need for blood, but don’t go on the days you don’t feel up to it. For example, at the beginning of COVID, I cancelled because I was too anxious to go in a mask (I thought it would make me too hot). It turned out, that donation was really hot (according to my friend who went). Had I gone, my anxiety and the temperature likely would have freaked me out and I would have had a bad experience. Going when you’re feeling physically and mentally good is critical to having a good experience and then actually going back. While your blood is needed, make sure you’re in a good headspace to go so you don’t pass out and never go again.
Thank you for indulging me on this topic, and I hope to see you out there giving blood in your community! I promise it feels really validating and it’s a great way to give back.
I know if you’re one of our faithful email subscribers, you’re probably looking at this email thinking something along the lines of are you even still blogging? And then your second thought is, "Ah right, the annual Richmond Brunch Weekend blog post.”
Since I know you’re not all in Richmond, I’ll give you non-locals a pass to just scroll to the second half of this blog post to see how you can support the event. And if you’re looking for some life updates from me personally, I’ll throw some highlights down below in a third section. But let’s get going with the info for our locals…
I listed our t-shirts first because it’s a fun way to support us even if you’re not in Richmond (they even ship internationally, Cazey!).
We have two designs this year, which is a first. One is the white RVA Brunch Weekend logo on a myriad of products, Make sure to click around a bit — there are nine different products you can get the logo on with typically five color options for each design. That’s 40 options, so buy a few so you can rock our logo year round.
Some may scream nepo-baby, but I scream, “There’s gotta be some dog on the shirt, so mine as well be mine, ESPECIALLY since she’s a rescue dog!” We lovingly call this design Brunch BFF, and it features a glorious tabby cat and waffle-headed mutt that yes, is a graphical rendering of Bellatrix. Same rules as above apply, scroll around a bit and buy a few! You can get the design on t-shirts, baseball shirts and more.
If you’re a dog-owner, you might be wondering, Where are the dog-friendly brunch patios in Richmond who are participating in Richmond Brunch Weekend?
Well, you’re in luck! We devised a list to make it easy to find them.
If you caught our last blog post on concert etiquette, you might have noticed it’s by a new guest blogger named Grits Malone. My friend saw the blog post and asked, “Who is Grits?” so I thought it might benefit our entire community if I give you just a few words about him!
In honor of Bellatrix and all the rescue pets, I hope you get out and brunch at one (or more) of our restaurant partners this September 10-11 for Richmond Brunch Weekend! If you can’t make it — or can make it but want to do more — please make a donation! We’ve set a lofty goal of fundraising $5,000 before the event. And yes — of course we have t-shirts too. A portion of each sale of those will go to the Richmond SPCA .
Well — June is my month to write a blog post, and there is a singular topic I have wanted to write about, and it’s bloody propaganda (kind of a joke). However, before I get into the straight propaganda about why you should donate blood (if you’re able), I want to start about how donating blood has become a weird, but cherished, part of my identity.