A couple of years ago I decided I wanted to give back a little. I had a few difficult years and I was so very touched to see how people – even people I didn’t know – would offer to help. Not with massive gestures just with day to day acts of kindness. So now things are easier, I felt I had to do something to give back. However small it was and as often as I could.
One of the little things I decided to do is to donate blood. I had a life long dislike for needles which has prevented me to donate blood. Now during my pregnancy I had to give so much blood I realise how silly I was. Some nurses were amazing to find the right vein some left me with severe bruising but I’d be honest, after 9 months I cared little the discomfort. So I donate my blood. Continue reading