Monday, July 26, 2010

Today I went to the vampira and gave...

You know, I always wondered why when you have to have blood work done they always appear to take more than they could possibly ever need for a scientific specimen, and if you are not a carrier of a major plague or anything like that why can’t they use your blood for transfusion donations?

Today alone they must have taken four to six vials ( I lost count and tried not to continue to look the first three were interesting but the rest were just a wee bit ghoulish, you know what I mean?) just from little ole me! And you can’t tell me that they were going to use all of it!
So I asked the phlebotomist and she didn’t know either.
Where would one go for that type of information to find out?

In a world where we are trying hard to pride ourselves on ingenuity and non-wasteful ecologically sound ideas we as a people I ask you collectively, why not use all the healthy human bodily fluids that we no longer have use for or have been well tested and proven safe. The FDA could have control over this too! Wait a minute, they don’t seem to have a knack on that control of checking products yet; they have recently made quite a few whoppers of mistakes, huh? Well, then scientists who test it could do it don’t you think they would have the most knowledge in what actually would be OK; what do you say folks?

Without going into too much detail I do mostly mean blood since that is the one they have all those drives for, right?
The other one that is for procreation should be an individual’s choice, but over the years that one has caused most of the enormous amounts of problems and controversy.
So I suppose I will stick with the question; what happens to all that blood that the medical professionals take from us in labs, doctor offices and hospitals?
Am I the only one who has wondered, I think not!
Sure it must go into the hazardous waste containers that they have all over those places, but why?

If you don’t have some horrendous transmittable disease, are your hemo-typical fluids still considered a hazardous waste?
Not to any human creature who has them within them and who knows they could have healing components to help the world?
Wouldn’t that just be ducky?

After we went for my early morning blood letting which had to be on a fasting stomach, Hubby took me out to breakfast; rightfully so.
We went to one of those comfort food restaurants with a cowboy guy as their icon, our local in neighborhood place.
Hubby ordered the heart attack special and I went for the lighter choice the egg white spinach omelet with rye toast, we both had black coffee.
His came the way he wanted it gushing with all those finding globules in those sunny-side up eggs and sausages butter for his white toast, just what he desired.
Mine looked good too until I took the small bowl of strawberries and pineapples off my plate, and there it was gelatinous running stuff that puddled away from my pristine egg-whites encrusted with spinach and topped with small chunks of very fresh looking tomatoes, yummy except for that oil glop!
I’m not one to complain in fact I don’t recall the last time that I did do that, but this oil fluid just seemed to defeat my whole concept of eating healthy, you know what I mean?
So Hubby found the server and told her that we had a problem with one of our meals and she looked at it and took it away. Meanwhile I ate my fruit and rye toast with sugar free berry preserve which was just perfectly fine. By the time she returned with their second try, and I say this because it was another greasy looking specimen I said that I really didn’t want it, and she took it away.
Soon the manager came over and apologized in hush, hush tones, in a squatting position at the end of our table, and said that he would take care of our meal and we didn’t have to pay for either of your choices, we politely protested but he insisted.
He even gave us coupons worth ten dollars off for our next visit.
Hubby and I felt we should leave a tip and so Hubby checked his wallet and left one.

That pretty much sums up the day.
I told the manager it was nice to see that such a large chain had an old fashioned way of handling such situations. And I said what my dad used to say that, “He was a gentleman and a scholar”, which I am sure didn’t make any sense to that thirty-something fellow, and now that I think back it doesn’t make any to me either, LOL!
Well, to be honest if Dad was still here he would be 103 by now!
And they spoke differently in those days, didn’t they?

Good night to all and to all take and count those blessings and we will too!

PS Happy Birthday to the ADA, the Americans’ for Disabilities Act that went into affect twenty years ago today!
Bush ‘one’ was responsible for it, and for that I am grateful.

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