I signed up to give blood. They are having a blood drive at my office in a few days and I signed up to give. I am utterly terrified. This is the fourth time that I’ve signed up to give. The first time, I turned a horrible ashen gray color and the nurse unhooked me. The second time, I passed out. The third time, I remained conscious, but couldn’t fill the bag. I’m going to try again. I don’t know if this is an act of courage or stupidity. Not giving makes me feel like a coward, though. I’m a relatively healthy adult. Giving blood is one of the few things a person can do that will legitimately make a difference and possibly save someone’s life. So, I guess it doesn’t make me courageous. Simply not being a coward is not enough to make me courageous. But, I don’t want to be a coward, so I’m going to try again.