Cinomed’s Asylum

About 5 years ago I was contracting with a company doing technical support for a Tax Research software. This software was used by CPA’s to research the arcane and befuddled Income Tax system we have in this wonderful country. The software was enormous considering it was mainly just PDF’s that were available from the IRS’s own websites, just all bundled, footnoted, and consolidated, but I digress.
Working at this company I got my first real does of Corporate Culture. They had a cafeteria, with an actual staffed kitchen, made to order food, free fountain drinks, and so on. It was a real shock to the system for me, and I really pined to get a position there.
It was not meant to be, though I was literally the last person on the contract they let go, and they actively recruited me at the next Tax Season came about.

All that is well and good, but one of the things I did while I was there was I donated blood; the blood drive RV was outside and taking volunteers. Even more important than that, I signed up for an extra sample to be taken and cataloged for possible Bone Marrow donation or transplants in the future.

At the time it was just something I felt was right, I could not explain it to anyone, just something I had to do. Several people including my wife seemed surprised, and explained the painful process if I were ever selected; yet I was insistent.

Yesterday, I got the call; I have been selected as a possible donor. The lady seemed really happy yet somewhat apologetic, and extremely accommodating. She even went as far as to offer to bring a RV to an office that does not open that early, to meet me and get further samples. I declined the extra consideration, I will happily report to the office when it opens, and explained to her I am pretty excited about the whole prospect.

I know I am setting myself up for disappointment, but I may have the ability to save another human life, for no reason other than being me.
I am simply in awe of the way things work out sometimes.

Now the downside is I won’t be drinking anymore this week, had my blood turned down last time I donated due to some count being a tad high, and the letter said drinking regularly commonly caused it.
Don’t want something so simple to disqualify me this time.

Wish me, and more importantly my possible match, luck. Please pray for us if you feel like it.