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The phrase "blood donation" has a way of making us cringe.
Whether that's because we're scared of needles or it makes us think of those relentless Red Cross phone calls, many of us don't donate nearly as often as we should.
When we do finally cave in and donate, it's often an unmemorable, if mildly rewarding, experience. We might get a free soda and a sticker that says "Be nice to me, I gave blood today." But that's about it.
And then we're quickly ushered out of the room and sent on our way. Our blood, capped in vials and shipped off to some warehouse, or distributor, or something. We don't know.
The only time we're ever updated is when there have been too many donations following a huge disaster and we're urged to contribute in some other way.
Way to make us feel loved!
But what if we could actually see, in real-time, when our blood donation makes an impact?
What if we could see the face of someone whose life we helped save? Or even just know that our donation was eventually pulled off the shelf and thrust into action because someone needed it?
We might feel more comfortable donating if we knew where our blood was going.
Sweden's blood donation service has been slowly rolling out an initiative over the past three years that aims to re-engage donors by sending them a quick note when their donation helps a person in need.
That way, donors get more than a little token appreciation.
They get to know that their good deed is actually making a difference.
Loose translation of second message: "Thank you! The blood you donated on January 13, 2015, has now been beneficial for another patient. Sincerely, The Blood Central."
“We get a lot of visibility in social media and traditional media thanks to the SMS. But above all we believe it makes our donors come back to us, and donate again."
They're still waiting on the hard numbers to tell us whether this SMS system has made a difference and whether the influx of creative donation incentives will be able buck the trend.
But in the meantime, this program has people all over the world talking and bringing attention to an issue that desperately needs it.
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I did. For years. Two reasons, I began during the Gulf War, and continued because of my kids.
I would have love a text when it was time to donate again.
But I don't need to know when it is used.
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Somewhere in the depths of a sundries box, I have my 18 GALLON pin. I have one of the rarer types of blood (mine is used for preemies), so I used to donate three times a year. Now they call me for apheresis. When I worked for Chase Manhattan in NYC, I was the chairman of our blood drive for our division. I increased our participation by 186%! (I made it really easy for them to say yes!). I gave myself the nickname "Vampira" and made it fun for my co-workers to joke with me. Since we had no food facility in our building, my boss bought box lunches for everyone who donated (or attempted to donate and were deferred for one reason or another). And if you donated 3 times in a calendar year, you got an extra vacation day.
Somewhere in the depths of a sundries box, I have my 18 GALLON pin. I have one of the rarer types of blood (mine is used for preemies), so I used to donate three times a year. Now they call me for apheresis. When I worked for Chase Manhattan in NYC, I was the chairman of our blood drive for our division. I increased our participation by 186%! (I made it really easy for them to say yes!). I gave myself the nickname "Vampira" and made it fun for my co-workers to joke with me. Since we had no food facility in our building, my boss bought box lunches for everyone who donated (or attempted to donate and were deferred for one reason or another). And if you donated 3 times in a calendar year, you got an extra vacation day.
What a great incentive! Good for you for doing all that work. It really makes a difference.
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