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We already are an island, only Negatives find their way here. No one else is interested. Unless they want our blood. And that’s not so daft as it may sound. I’ve read elsewhere that Rhesus Negative blood can sell for very high prices. So raising our heads above the parapet, may not be such a very good idea. Staying online afford anonymity, and safety.
I give/gave my O neg blood every 8 weeks, (for FREE) until recently when my iron level depleted to a place i cannot give right now; I continue to hear from them religiously (even tho i have passed on the info of my low iron issue). I understand the value of my O neg, but like you mention; if it is so valuable, maybe some compensation is in order?!
Not a bad idea, l think you’re brave and altruistic to give blood, but l advise you of my mum’s best friend. Back in the forties, fifties, sixties, she gave blood often. No idea what her grouping was. She gave too much, and developed cancer, and died. So maybe you should stop, take a rest, let others pick up the baton and run with it a while? Mum was AB Neg, dad was O Neg. He died at 53 of heart failure, gangrene, and amputation. Mum died of exploratory surgery, and the hospital bug. MSR l think they called it. I stand ready to be corrected. It’s on her death certificate tucked away here somewhere. Too tired to look. Dad’s death was my first ever death premonition. Took four month to be fulfilled. A voice told me curtly, “you’re talking to a dead man!” Then as l spun around to see who spoke behind my right ear, it repeated it, just as coolly, inside my heard. I lived through hell those four months, watching him, visiting him, knowing he would die no matter what they did, and he did. And l know l’m going the same way as him. I’ve told God l’m scared, he said, “We know!” And that’s the God’s honest truth!
I love a hike in the woods! I love lakes. But a deserted island sounds great too. Anywhere from the craziness of rhis world. But I would have to take my favorite people with me, who happen to be RH positive (my husband and kids) 😊
That’s nice, if they like islands too. I’m a rocky beach type of person, l love crashing waves and foam and boulders along a shire line. Active. Not serene and sandy. I’m not and never was a sunbather. I was a climber of hills and love active skies. Was banned from hill walking years ago by my doctor, “stay on the flat, your spine won’t take it anymore!” Sigh. Rheumatoid arthritis and osteoarthritis throughout sorta curtails your life. Still on my feet though very painfully. Right leg gives way a lot in pain. Interestingly it was the leg shattered aged seven, under the lorry that out me in the nine month coma, where l first met God. The two arthritis’ have homed to every old injury l have, and they’re quite a few. My doc said they would twenty years ago. I wish you joy on your island, Rhesus or Negative, me, l shall see my time out from here. 👍
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We already are an island, only Negatives find their way here. No one else is interested. Unless they want our blood. And that’s not so daft as it may sound. I’ve read elsewhere that Rhesus Negative blood can sell for very high prices. So raising our heads above the parapet, may not be such a very good idea. Staying online afford anonymity, and safety.
Jeanette,
I give/gave my O neg blood every 8 weeks, (for FREE) until recently when my iron level depleted to a place i cannot give right now; I continue to hear from them religiously (even tho i have passed on the info of my low iron issue). I understand the value of my O neg, but like you mention; if it is so valuable, maybe some compensation is in order?!
Not a bad idea, l think you’re brave and altruistic to give blood, but l advise you of my mum’s best friend. Back in the forties, fifties, sixties, she gave blood often. No idea what her grouping was. She gave too much, and developed cancer, and died. So maybe you should stop, take a rest, let others pick up the baton and run with it a while? Mum was AB Neg, dad was O Neg. He died at 53 of heart failure, gangrene, and amputation. Mum died of exploratory surgery, and the hospital bug. MSR l think they called it. I stand ready to be corrected. It’s on her death certificate tucked away here somewhere. Too tired to look. Dad’s death was my first ever death premonition. Took four month to be fulfilled. A voice told me curtly, “you’re talking to a dead man!” Then as l spun around to see who spoke behind my right ear, it repeated it, just as coolly, inside my heard. I lived through hell those four months, watching him, visiting him, knowing he would die no matter what they did, and he did. And l know l’m going the same way as him. I’ve told God l’m scared, he said, “We know!” And that’s the God’s honest truth!
I love a hike in the woods! I love lakes. But a deserted island sounds great too. Anywhere from the craziness of rhis world. But I would have to take my favorite people with me, who happen to be RH positive (my husband and kids) 😊
That’s nice, if they like islands too. I’m a rocky beach type of person, l love crashing waves and foam and boulders along a shire line. Active. Not serene and sandy. I’m not and never was a sunbather. I was a climber of hills and love active skies. Was banned from hill walking years ago by my doctor, “stay on the flat, your spine won’t take it anymore!” Sigh. Rheumatoid arthritis and osteoarthritis throughout sorta curtails your life. Still on my feet though very painfully. Right leg gives way a lot in pain. Interestingly it was the leg shattered aged seven, under the lorry that out me in the nine month coma, where l first met God. The two arthritis’ have homed to every old injury l have, and they’re quite a few. My doc said they would twenty years ago. I wish you joy on your island, Rhesus or Negative, me, l shall see my time out from here. 👍
Where and when can I sign up?
I’m ready. 🏝️